#shuhei hisagi x y/n

[strawhatsoraya]

Hiii! So, we've been talking about Shuuhei… what about a little scenario with a female soul reaper who's from another division but has had her eyes on him for a while because, well, he's HOT. Maybe she even already realized that his bad boy look isn't really true because in some small interaction he was super nice and polite? Or perhaps she's still convinced he's a total womanizer/bad boy based of his looks and kept her distance? Either way, one evening, she gets nice and tipsy (with Rangiku?? Or somebody else?) and goes all "You know what? Look at him. LOOK AT HIM. He's so underappreciated! Fuck it, I'll go for it." So she tries her very best to seduce Shuuhei and is a) surprised he's so gentle and soft-spoken and b) flusters him completely? :D Or something along those lines.

Random scenario-thought, in case it strikes a cord, I'd love to read your version of it :D Have a great day!

how long has it been??? don't answer, this question is rhetorical I don't even wanna know. i wrote some shuhei uh fluff? yes...fluff with some suggestive content but nothing explicit. you get drunk y/n making a fool of herself and shuhei being cute.

SHUHEI HISAGI X FEM READER / SFW WC: 2.7k CW: alcohol consumption, horrible attempts at humor and seduction, second hand embarrassment, badly timed boners, and equally badly timed confessions

You didn't know what it was about him that made you so crazy. 

Rather, the truth was, you couldn't decide on a single thing. Maybe it was that dark bold stripe across his face. The same that made you stare at his profile, that squinted intense gaze that rooted you to your spot wherever you were. Maybe it was the numbered tattoo on the angular bone of his cheek. Maybe it was the mystery of not knowing what any of it meant.

Or maybe, just maybe, you liked that you couldn't figure him out. You liked the danger that came with the unknown, the quiet variables that leave your formula incomplete day after day.

Although you had yet to see him entangled in somebody else's arms you were convinced he was as emotionally unavailable as the rest of the men clad in black. Tomorrow was a flimsy promise that nobody dared to even touch but you tacked it on the front of your shinigami robes, like a stupid participation ribbon.

Tomorrow you'd take the first step. Tomorrow you'd confess. Tomorrow, always tomorrow.

Those days came and went, and you were nowhere closer to unraveling the secrets Shuhei Hisagi kept. Tired of your cowardice, and tired from that day's training, you find yourself commiserating over drinks with Rangiku. Her tolerance for alcohol was beyond measure. It was a terrible idea to pair up with her, but she was always willing to lend an ear or two.

Right now, you didn’t want logic or common sense. Right now, you need someone to make you feel a tiny bit better about your cowardice. 

Rangiku does it well. She makes sympathetic noises, as she fills your sake cup repeatedly. It is quite a skill,  you think to yourself amongst the clouds, the way she never lets your cup be dry. Not even for a minute. You’re gathered with members of different squads for one of Rangiku’s badly coordinated mixers. The numbers between female and male guests was never even–assuming people even showed up in the first place.

“Is it really my fault?” you start feeling indignant. In the back of your mind you know you have no right. You were not the victim of the cruelty of the Fates, or unchangeable circumstances. The truth was, you were merely scared of rejection. “Is IT my fault?” You ask again, as Rangiku sways slightly next to you, a tiny smile on her lips.

She looks content with her lot in life at the moment, and your indignation is slowly replaced by green envy.

“You just don’t understand do you?” you ask her as your head bobs. The movement is mostly involuntary but you find yourself too tired to control it. The alcohol has steeped itself in your veins, and you know now would be the time to cut yourself off. Instead, you bring the cup of sake that Rangiku just refilled to your lips once more.

“I do understand, actually,” Rangiku insists, gathering your shoulders in an one armed embrace. “I do. Men are so DENSE. In fact, like that one,” she slurs as she points her chin towards the familiar pallid appearance of one Izuru Kira. “Look at him!”

Her voice is loud, and the scent of sake is sweet coming from her moistened lips. You look away to watch Kira perk up in his seat. His cheeks are pink, a bright contrast against his pallid skin. The stupefied expression on his face is slightly endearing. Perhaps you had too much sake after all.

“You see him?!” Rangiku prattles on, steamrolling over the din of stranger’s conversations. You sway in tandem with her, still trapped in her arm. Her strength was not completely unknown to you but there was something about drunk Rangiku that made her at least three times stronger. “Look at him! So dense. So stupid. So cute.”

You smile apologetically at Kira. It almost feels like the sudden verbal attack was incited by your poor inability to be honest with your feelings. There’s an attempt to free yourself from Rangiku as you press a hand on her chest and push. Rangiku squeals in your ear and lets you go, only to bring her hands to her chest. Her smile is crooked, and she flutters her eyelashes at you.

You swallow a groan.

“Have you moved on to me already?” she asks you in a shouted whisper. You glance sideways at Kira waiting to be saved but he avoids your gaze and instead greets the new arrival to the table.

The last person you expected  joins your table. At the sight of the stripe across one of his cheeks you feel your blood turn to ice. A  chill passes over you, making you shiver where you sat. You almost wished Rangiku would twist herself around you once more. Anything to return the heat back to your body and away from your sweltering face. You can’t see it, but you feel it–the flush that ridicules you; burning your shame on your cheeks until you fear it’ll become a permanent tattoo. 

Shuhei Hisagi, as usual, seems ignorant to your struggle. Aside from a casual glance and nod of acknowledgement he gives no indication of knowing your discomfort. The sake threatens to come back up, and you swallow. The acid burns your throat on the way back down.

“Well,” Rangiku’s voice comes in like artificial sweetener–it overcompensates and leaves a terrible aftertaste in the back of your mouth. “Look at what the dog dragged in.”

“It’s cat,” you interject with a quick sideways glance. Rangiku places her arm on your shoulder.

“Whatever.” The blond woman is unfazed. She smiles at Shuhei. “The point is, the man of the hour is here.”

You feel your heart drop to the bottom of your stomach. If possible, you could have feared it slipping right out of your body. You wouldn’t doubt for a second that if it could preserve itself by abandoning the vessel of your pathetic body that it would. Instead, you feel it speed up again, at an alarming rate. It pounds frantically against your ribcage as Shuhei turns his slanted gaze at you. 

“You were waiting for me?” he asks. He is looking at you. You know this because you’re staring right back at him, slack-jawed and in a daze. Yet, it feels as if his question was aimed at Rangiku instead.

“Of course!” she chirps, leaning forward. You glance down and see her breasts threatening to spill out of her uniform. Clumsily, and quickly, you try to gather the fabric and bring it to a close across her cleavage. Rangiku glances down at you, perturbed, at your clenched hands keeping the opening together. Gently, she pats your whitening knuckles. “Now, now…” You don’t let go so she pries your fingers off before continuing the conversation. “I was waiting for you because I need you to take Y/N to her room for me.”

You blink, and sway on the spot, suddenly lightheaded. You have no idea what Rangiku is planning and you consider losing yourself in a temporary moment of dread. That is, until you realize the wonderful opportunity that is being presented to you. Here was Shuhei Hisagi in all his hardened edges, cool demeanor glory. If you could have a moment alone, with your cowardice drowned in alcohol, perhaps you’d find the courage to make a move.

You stand up suddenly, slamming your hands on the table. Kira jumps startled but Shuhei remains calm. He follows suit, and you watch him stand up, taking in his height, his broad shoulders, his imposing gaze. He nods his head at you and gestures quickly.

“Come on then,” he mumbles as he turns his head quickly. You try to find the strength in your jelly legs to walk around the table. So focused in your efforts to remain upright, you almost miss the pink on the top of his ears. His hand is covering half his face when you reach him. The way he chose to wear his uniform was unique. Some might say he barely had it on. As you walk besides him, you notice a rosy flush on the top of his cheeks.

“Are you cold?” you ask him, placing light fingers on his bicep. Before you can register the difference in your body temperatures he’s jerking away, startling you. You never thought you could be criticized for lack of coordination, but inebriated you became a person you didn’t quite know. 

“No, I’m fine,” he mumbles as he turns his face away from you.

The sake must be really doing its toll on you, because if you didn’t know any better, you’d start to believe that Shuhei was being shy. It didn’t suit him. There was such a large gap in his appearance that it just couldn’t possibly make sense but still his ears grew redder and redder, especially when you decide to tuck your hand in the crook of his arm.

You feel him jump even as he tries to keep walking, your fingertips gently brushing the inside of his elbow. He starts to say something, stuttering over his words.

“C-c-careful,” he says, his eyes on the ground. There’s a furious flush on his face, threatening to obfuscate the tattoos on his face. “The ground is lumpy.”

You can’t help it. Even as you bite down on your lower lip, there’s a giggle that bubbles out of you–free and weightless. 

“I’m holding on to you,” you tell him, leaning into him playfully. He sways as you bump him. “I think I’ll be fine.”

It becomes quickly apparent to you that your miracle opportunity could very well lead to nowhere if you don’t take it further. You’ve managed to press your breasts against his arm, in hopes of stirring something wild and untamed inside of him. Instead, he starts to walk stiffly as if he had a metal rod placed in his back. Although you begin to feel more sober, you decide to amp up the theatrics a little, stumbling here and there in your walk.

“Shuhei~” you chirp coyly, syrupy and addictive. “Why don’t you come inside?” you tug him along, struggling with his big frame. If Shuhei is surprised at your strength he doesn’t show it much, except for a careful raise of his eyebrows.

“I really shouldn’t be going into a woman’s room like this,” he mumbles as you finally shove the rest of his big body inside. Shuhei looks around the small room quietly. There’s a futon on the floor in a corner, books littered here and there and wrappers of snacks you promised you’d get rid of weeks ago. 

“Nonsense. That’s way too old fashioned thinking,” you tell him, lowering yourself to the futon. You wave a hand at him repeatedly. Shuhei stares at it apprehensively—like the fluttering wings of a death butterfly, but still heeds its call. He lowers himself awkwardly onto the futon and sits cross legged next to you. His skin feels as if it was tinling, your presence making it worse every time you pressed yourself against him.

You slither one hand over his knee, and Shuhei feels the back of his neck heat up. Your breath tickles his ear when you speak next: “Shall I help you relax? You seem tense. I’m very good at massages.”

He stiffens at your touch. Shuhei knows your touch means more than it implies. He knows that your soft smile is promising him more than just a massage. He also knows that the rouge on your cheeks and the glassy look in your eyes is due to alcohol; that which you consumed a little too much. He knows that to let you keep skimming your hand upwards his leg, as you are doing now, is very ungentlemanly of him.

He presses his shaky hand over yours.

“I’m fine,” he says sternly, lips drawn thinly on his face. “I don’t need a massage right now.” What he needed, perhaps, was to swan dive into a cold lake. His nether regions weren’t getting the picture. He felt himself stiffen, and Shuhei adjusted his legs as discreetly as possible. He didn’t count on your keen observational skills, and your lack of decorum all at once.

“Then what’s that!” you whisper shout, pointing at the sudden rise of cloth between his legs. Shuhei stutters as he feels heat swallow his head whole.

“Never mind that,” he shakes his head, feeling embarrassed and angry to be in this situation with you. “Just go to sleep. That’s what you should do.” He holds you by the shoulders, as you try to peek around his arms. He pushes you back on the bed, as you hold on to his wrists, dragging him down with you. Shuhei, holds his weight up by slamming his hands on either side of your head against the bed. You look up at him, startled, heart racing in your chest.

“Are you going to sleep with me?” you ask him, your fingers still curled around his wrist. “Is this what this is?”

“No!” he shouts, turning bright red. He pushes off of you. “That was an accident because you pulled me down with you.”

“I was hoping to seduce you,” you tell him plainly. Now that you were on your back, you rethink your entire plan. You thought you had sobered up but as the room started to spin slowly, you realized quickly that it had been some kind of delusion. 

“I’m not someone that will just sleep with a drunk woman,” he mumbles, gathering the blankets and pulling them over your body. He tucks you into them, pushing the blankets deep under your body with his fingers, until you become a human burrito. “So please stop.”

“So, you’d sleep with any woman if she wasn’t drunk?”

“No,” he pats your hands which he trapped under the blanket. “I didn’t say that either.”

“I like you,” you confess. You meant to look and feel braver than you did, but being wrapped in blankets unable to move as the room spun slightly, seemed to have stolen all your earlier bravado. Shuhei stares at you silently, before he looks away abruptly. You can see his ears reddened again as he loosens up the blankets slightly.

“I tucked you in too tight,” he mumbles, ignoring your confession.

“I said I like you!” you state a little louder, and bite your lower lip. “Shouldn’t you say something back? Anything?”

Shuhei sighs, and finds your hand under the blankets. He lightly traces the shapes of your fingers, sending goosebumps up your arm. 

“You should say that when you’re sober,” he mumbles softly, finally looking back at you. “Do that, and I’ll give you a proper answer.”

There’s a pout that sticks your bottom lip out. Shuhei stares at it for a bit too long, and feels the back of his neck catch fire. He sighs heavily as he pushes himself up.

“Go to sleep,” he says gently, even as your eyes start to flutter closer. 

He looked shy and awkward as he stood there undecided. His feet shuffled, as he wanted to leave but was torn. You stifle a giggle. He was nothing like you had imagined. Not very cool, and not very smooth. You’d be lying; however, if you didn’t like this gentle part of him.

“What if I don’t remember?” You ask him quietly.

“I’m sorry?”

“What if I don’t remember,” you repeat yourself. “What if I forget I’m supposed to tell you I like you?”

Shuhei rubs the back of his neck, and you see his cheeks color. Your fingers twitch under the blankets. You want to trace the splotches on his cheeks, feel their heat under your fingertips. 

“Then I’ll remind you,” he mumbles shyly, eyes downcast and fluttering from corner to corner of the room; anywhere and everywhere but on your face. “I’ll just have to remind you until you do.”

There’s a heavy silence that falls between you; thick and flammable. A simple spark could cause it to ignite. You hold your breath in anticipation 

“Now, seriously, go to sleep!” he nags, stomping towards the exit. “And drink water when you wake up. Goodnight, Y/N.”

He leaves you there, tucked warmly under the blankets. The room spins slowly, so you shut your eyes to stave off the dizziness. A groan floods your mouth, and you swallow saliva that pools on your tongue. When you’d wake in the morning, you know you’d be full of regrets. You’d regret drinking so much, and regret making a fool of yourself. 

That is, if you even remembered that last part.

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[seireiteihellbutterfly]

April Drabbles - 2/30

Prompt: Basket

Pairing: Hisagi x Fem! Reader

Hisagi carries the picnic basket in one hand while slinging his free arm around your shoulder, pulling you against him.

It’s a lovely, warm, spring day and you’re delighted that you can finally spend some time with your boyfriend. It was his idea to have a picnic since the weather was starting to change.

He quickly scopes out a comfortable spot under a large tree before removing a large blanket from the basket and spreading it out on the ground. You assist him by arranging the food before pouring two glasses of sake.

He toasts you with a grin. 

tulip divider by @/ saradika prompts by @/ creativepromptsforwriting

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[katsuma6]

"She's Busy Right Now"

Part 1.

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[j-u-u-z-o]

34 + 35 (Shuhei Hisagi x F. Reader) 18+ NSFW‼️

AN: Yes. The time has come. My first shuhei scenario! ☺️ I just wanted test my luck and see what I can do with this fella. And, I just know I ate this up! Enjoy! 💕

Synopsis: The deadline is approaching and shuhei is overwhelmed. you want your bf to take a break from his job as the Editor-of-Chief of the Seireitei Communications Board. He’s gotta give in one way or the other for you. And, you know that. But, will he?

WARNING: Shuhei being a cute tomato, needy cuddly gf, dry humping, 69, smut, a sweetheart but can be a freak in the sheets, GRAMMAR

Take your time reading and dive into the story!

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The sounds of paper shifting from one place to the other echoed in the bedroom. The news stories that need to be edited were scattered all over the bed as shuhei held one up to go over it. And, the other one in his free hand probably forgotten. He mumbled a random paragraph to himself with focused yet tired eyes. Squinting to find any more errors.

“Tsk.” He put the article down in front of him and leaned forward to edit a few errors in the paragraph. A long tired sigh dragged in the room as he read it over again. He then ripped his eyes away from the paper, scribbled with his word vomit, and picked up another article. His back was aching so badly from the way he sat in bed. He ignored it and started reading another piece. On the other hand, you were busy packing some of the leftovers from dinner in the kitchen. You brought food for him a while ago while you had to eat yours by yourself… in the living room.

As time went by, you looked at the time on the microwave. A short sigh left your lips and you turned back to pick up the stacked bowls and walked to the refrigerator. “He needs to take a break.” You placed them inside the fridge’s shelves. “Even if it’s just a short one.” You mumbled, closing the fridge door. You looked around the kitchen to make sure everything was tidied up before you turned off the lights and stepped out of the room and went to the living room.

You sat in the living room. Mindlessly watching tv as time went by. And yet, Shuhei never left his bedroom. The known fact made you stare into space the more you thought about it. As a matter of fact, it’s been over…3 hours since he “locked” himself in there. Initially, you came to his place to spend time with him after work and to stay over. He had told you that he needs to finish some work. But, he’s clearly overworking himself. He even promised that he was going to take some breaks, but of course, that never happened. It made you made you angry and worried about him at the same time.

Shuhei is an extremely mature and calm person. despite his punk-like appearance, he’s a very hardworking man who takes responsibility and risks when possible. You love that for him. Everything, actually. He’s a busy man. Yes. But he needs to be reminded that there’s only one shuhei. And you will not lose him because of stress.

“You know what…”. You got up from the comfort of his couch and turned off the tv and headed to his bedroom.

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Quietly, you walked in the hallway. You felt a little intrusive as you did even though you care about his well being. As you got closer to his door, you heard him mutter something under his breath. Your fingers held on to the door handle on the sliding door and you took a deep breath. Just as you were about to slide it open, the sharp sounds of paper getting shifted around quickly made you stop. You really don’t want to disturb him but you insisted.

You slid the door open slowly and looked up to see him surrounded by papers thrown around him in various directions on the bed. He’s very passionate about his job as the EIC of the Seireitei Communications Bulletin Board. But, he can find someone who can help him with his work. Like Izuru, you noted to yourself. Distracted by the scenery, “oh”, he noticed you were standing at the doorway. “Hey babe.” He smiled. You regained your focus and smiled softly at him and walked over to the bed. He outstretched his arm to come over to his side and wrapped it around your form. “What’s up?” he looked up at you while his fingers rubbed your side. You whined softly. “Hm?” He blinked, watching you quietly crawl into the bed and sit next to him — your legs resting on your side. “What’s wrong?” He asked as you looked at all of the scattered papers with a pout.

“Y/n-“

“I want to cuddle with you.” You whined, leaning on his side.

Your warmth instantly sends shivers down to his spine. A faint tinge of red covered his cheeks. “B-babe…I-i can’t.” He stammered, refusing politely to your request. He picked up another article and started reading it. To regain his focus, again. He feels bad for choosing his job over you. Just this once, he mentally noted. The deadline is his top priority. Your eyes flickered to the article he held in his right hand. An op-ed , you noted. You began brushing his left arm as he read it. Up…and down. Slowly caressing his muscles and then sliding it down softly until your dainty hand interlaced his own, lovingly. “Shu~” you whined lowly. He hummed. “Take a nap with me.” You held onto his hand and looked up him. “I can’t.” He refused again.

You played with his fingers as he read a paragraph. He let you. Eventually, circling his paln with the tip of your finger. Slowly. the soft tingles travelled up his arm. “Mmm.” He moaned, smiling as he read a sentence. You smiled softly and did it again. Over and over until he turned to kiss your forehead.

After a long while, you rested your head on his shoulder and caressed his forearm. Your fingertips rubbed against the veins on it. A sigh left your nose and you shifted. He continued reading over the words. You took his arm and put it in between your breasts. He frowned as you did. Trying to focus. But your sweet warmth is distracting him. especially his arm being sandwiched between your breasts. You moved your chest up and down while you held on to his hand. “Babe…” he said lowly. There was no tinge behind it. But you weren’t sure if it was a call to stop or if he was actually liking it. You looked up at him as you did. His face looked focused. However, you swayed your breasts side - to - side playfully on purpose. He bit his bottom lip.

That caught his attention.

You did it again with a little more force until he turned his head to you. “What are y—“ you kissed him softly, cutting him off. “Wha-“ you kissed him again. “Babe- I…“ and again. “I- I- need to….” And again. “Y/n—“. And another until he leaned back. You whined, pouting at his rejection. “Shu~.” You leaned closer to him. He looked at you expectantly with a flushed look on his face. “Let’s take a little nap.” You said softly, resting your hand on this thigh. “I…I just have a few more left, baby.” He sighed, wrapping his arm around your form and digging his fingers in your side. Begging you to bear with him just for a little while more. “Okay.” You hummed and slid your hand up to his chest. “But you need a break.” Your hand felt his chest rise and fall as you did. “ I know…”He turned back to the forgotten article.

You snuck your hand inside his shihakusho. “Stop.” He moved it away and held your hand. You pouted. He knows he needs to take a break but he can’t. So he thinks.

Quickly, you moved down and hooked your legs hooked his own on either side. Trapping him. “O-oi!” His face started to turn red. You were straddling him…in reverse. “Y-y/n!” You smiled — seating yourself, perfectly. Your ass just right above his bulge.

The room was quiet. Awkwardly quiet. Resting your hands in front of you to anchor yourself, you sat comfortably above his groin with a cute smile on your face..

The white noise in the air can be felt. “You can go back to what you’re doing, shu.” you turned back to look at him, softly. He stared back at you in surprise. Blinking at your audacity, as a matter of fact. His cheeks looks more red than before.

Cute. You smiled.

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The sounds of the fabrics rubbing against each other were heard between you two.You were busy grinding on his clothed bulge. You rolled your hips in circles. Slowly, but with enough pressure to feel his cock rubbing against your pussy. Shuhei was forcing himself to focus on his work. His brows deepened to make him look so. even though, your sweet warmth felt so good. “Mm.” You moaned lowly, rubbing your pussy against the soft fabric with good measure. He bit his lip when you shifted a bit to get some more friction as tried to read a sentence for the fifth time. Since, the article kept moving side - to - side from your ministrations. Clearly, it was hard for him to read it. He moved the paper out of the way and saw your covered ass under the black night dress rocking him in bed. He stared hard. His eyes heavily focused on your ministrations while he held up the article up to the side. He bit his bottom lip as you did. It felt so good.

Soon after, you started bouncing your ass on his clothed length. “Ugh.” He panted lowly, still in a daze as he watched your ass shaking on his clothed cock. You couldn’t see him but you were making him bounce in the bed too. He bit his bottom lip hard as he started to get hard from the way his body moved around as he sat in bed. He gripped the paper in his hand when he felt a good spot your ass was bouncing on — the tip. He rewarded you with a heavy sigh. “Unh!” You hiccuped, feeling it poking your pussy. You started humping it quickly — making you shiver as felt how hard flaccid it’s become. You felt like you were humping a hard stick. A really good one.

You leaned forward and went back to bouncing on his cock. “Damn.” He grit his teeth. The way you shook your ass up and down, shuhei gave an open mouth groan while he was getting rocked by just your ass. You then bucked your hips roughly against the tip. “Mrm!” You whimpered at the sensation; making your pussy throb more. He laid his head back on the headboard — relishing the fluttering sensations his cock was receiving from you. “Aaaaahhh.” He sighed heavily, staring up at the ceiling. His mouth wide open, he breathed heavily at the sensation and spreads his legs out more. “Uuuunh.” He moaned lowly, feeling more of that sweet warmth of your ass. He ripped his eyes away from the ceiling and looked down at you. His cheeks were hot. He rests his hand on your ass to make sure it’s not going anywhere while he held on to the now-crumbled paper in the other. His slow yet rough breathes didn’t go unnoticed by you. Especially, his toes were clenching. Shuhei grits his teeth roughly to cover his moans. He knows you got him wrapped around your finger. He’s stubborn. However, the way your ass bounces on his length makes him choke on his breath every time.

Huh?

He noticed a shiny wet patch on his pants. He wants to lift up your dress but this view is too much for him. So he thinks; letting curiosity get the best of him. You shook your ass in front him to encourage him since you felt his hand grip on your night dress, shyly. You waited for him but you pulled it up for him. “W-wha-!” He stammered, his eyes widened when you pulled your dress up and showed him your glistening pussy. His face turned red like a tomato while his cock twitches. “Babe! Y-you’re not…” he whispered in surprise, staring at your pretty flesh. “Hmm?” You turned around, acting oblivious. You rubbed your pussy against the dark fabric and he breathed in deeply when he saw the long strings of your arousal stretching out as you did. “Mmmm.” You shut your eyes to relish the pure sensation of the soft fabric. You spread your legs further part as the source of warmth was stroking your pussy, softly. Just slowly brushing your folds and your clit against it. It was making your pussy pulsate at the sensation, relentlessly.

He shyly looked at your beautiful ass and your glistening puffy pussy. It was too hot to ignore.

“S-shit.” He had to rip his eyes away from you and forced himself to look at the poor crumbled article in his hand. “Mmmm~” you hummed softly at the sensation, slowly circling your ass on his clothed cock, making your pussy throb with excitement. He peeked at you from his peripheral. Your moans echoed in his head. You sat up and looked down in between. You slid your hand in between your legs and searched for his fly on his pants. He squinted. Not sure if he should stop you or not. You pushed the fabric to either side and unveiled his hard cock. He breathed in heavily as you gently pulled it out and stroked it, slowly. You aligned the tip against your pussy and began grinding on it. His cock was sandwich in between your folds. You leaned on one of your elbows and rolled your hips up against the warm flesh. “Aaahh.” You moaned softly, stroking your folds slowly against his cock. His eyes were getting hazy as he watched. The way his cock was getting smothered with your warm arousal lovingly, his mouth got watery at the sight. “W-wow.” He panted, not daring to rip his eyes away from your beautiful pussy.

The slow wet sounds goes unnoticed as your pussy glazed his sheath with your warm arousal. He stared deeply at the tip of his cock getting covered by your slickness; creating a shiny warm cover around it. “O-oh.” He sucked his breath when you teased the tip by poking it against your entrance but not going all the way in.

Tsk. That’s it.

You slid your pussy against the thick shaft slowly while your eyes were shut. You were in your own world — relishing the pleasure you were feeling —

“Hm?” Your eyes opened and you stopped. You felt a warm digit rubbing against your cunt. It rubbed it in circles and then dipped inside your cunt. You turned to look at him and saw pure lust in his sharp eyes. You clenched around his thumb as it was dipping into your cunt, teasingly. He immediately picked up the articles and dumped them on his nightstand and said heavily, “Come here..”, before he laid down and pulled you back effortlessly with your legs and pushed your rear up to his face.

Your face suddenly felt hot.

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Your trembling lips faced his length. His arms were wrapped around your thighs and his muscular hands spread your cheeks open; observing your glistening pussy. You stroked his cock as he did; waiting for him to start. You felt his exhale brush your flesh. “Uuunnh” you moaned, shivering when he slid his tongue in between your folds. Your legs twitched at the sensation. Making your squirm in his grip. He did it again. And again. Earning him a gratified sigh from your trembling lips. “Mmmm.” You bit your lip when you felt the warm muscle circle your clit. “Unh~!” You gasped, trembling in his hold as you stroke his cock. Your brows deepened as you did; trying so hard not cum so soon. So, you bit your bottom lip for some kind of self control. His tongue glides through your pussy and you rolled your hips on it. “Oh fuck! Shu~” you lifted your head up and hissed. You rewarded him by licking the underside of the tip of his cock. Slowly, with some pressure against your soft tongue. “U-uunh.” He moaned as he circled your clit. You circled the pinkish head lovingly like it was a lollipop; feeling the veins on your tongue as you did. “A-aaah.” He breathed out heavily and clenched his toes. You were mimicking the way he was licking your folds and then dippinng it inside your cunt. He listened to the wet sounds of his tongue licking your wet pussy and cunt — watching your pussy throbbing in front of his eyes. “Ugh!” You hiccuped as he mouthed your entire pussy and kissed it deeply. The wet lip smacking sounds rang in yours ears and your tummy pushed in — fluttering from the warmth of his crafty mouth.

He was eating your pussy with his eyes shut. Sucking your inner lips with so much want that it made you shiver. You began sucking his cock. Wrapping your lips around the tip and sucking gently while your tongue swiped around it. “Ugh.” He groaned, licking his lips to relish the warmth from your mouth. He spreads your cheeks out more and started flicking your clit, feverishly. “Mm!” you whimpered as you sucked it, fondling his sack, gently. You felt it twitch in your hand and you kneaded it more. “Shit.” He spreads his legs further apart and pushed his hips up to your mouth from the sensations.

With a wet pop, you licked down his length and sucked his sack. “Aaawwwwh.” He moaned heavily and dropped his head back on the pillow. “Mmm.” You sucked the skin and licked around it. He stared up at the ceiling and breathed heavily as you did. “Oh baby.” He breathed out. Your warm lips felt so good fondling his sack. He smacked your ass to reward you. You licked all the way up to the tip and flicked it, playfully. “U-ugh.” He shivered at the sensation. His face contorting as you did. A sudden shock of pleasure spread through your body when his tongue grazed your clit with good measure. You broke away and whined. He kissed it with gentle sucks — bobbing his head slowly as if he’s kissing your soft lips. “U-Unh.”Your pants came out like hiccups. You arched your back to dig your knees deeper into the bed to get more friction from his lips. “Uuuuuunh.” You moaned, backing your pussy closer to his face. You shook your ass to get more of it as he started licking your pulsating clit. “Right there, right there...” You praised, your clit pulsating uncontrollably. “Oooo.” You cried as you began circling your pussy against his tongue roughly. Within seconds your were becoming a twitching mess. “U-ugh!” You cried when he tightened his grip around your thighs and sucked your pulsating clit roughly. “Aaaaah!” You cried loudly, squirming in his tight grip and falling down.

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The sounds of the bed springs bouncing steadily and heavy breathing filled the air. You cupped his face and stared into his face. Nose to nose, you rode his cock slowly yet roughly with so much want as he sat up. His arms wrapped around you, he held you tightly to anchor you. “Uuuuunh.” He drawled, looking up at you like you were goddess. You hummed as you rolled your hips and observed his face. “Oooh. Fuck…” he shut his eyes to relish your tight warmth as you rode his cock like ocean waves. “Uuuugh. Fuck.” He groaned lazily, breathing in to your face when you clenched him. “Mm.” You moaned softly, staring deeply at him. His cock was stroking your walls so well lovingly. The tip poking your sweet spot when you grind on him steadily with passion.

“You feel so good, baby.” You whispered, pushing yourself closer to his chest as you rode him. Your hard nipples brushed against his chest earning a deep satisfied pant escape his nose. His hands started brushing up and around your smooth back. Slowly and lovingly; mimicking the way your pussy strokes his cock so well. “Awh. Fuck.” He looked down and rolled his hips up. “Oh. Fuck.” He said again, looked at you with hazy eyes, drunk over your pussy hugging him. You giggled softly and kissed his nose. “Mmmm.” He moaned and shut his eyes again.

The sight made you more wetter. Soon after, He increased his pace a bit when he heard the wet sounds coming from your pussy. “Feels so good.” He whispered, looking up at you with so much love. Everything felt so good between you two. He deep sigh came out from him and he rests his hands on your waist. His fingers were digging in your sides whenever you poked your sweet spot and relishing the warmth of your ass rubbing against his thighs. He’s in heaven.

“Mm.” You hummed and kissed his lips, softly. Both lips enveloped each other, slowly. Dancing with rhythm to the slow yet rough pace of your guys’s ministrations. The passionate slow kisses echoed in the air as you both pleased each other. You broke away by licking the top of his lip and you gently pushed him back on the mountain of pillows. He smirked at you and chucked softly. You placed your hands on his chest and began rolling your hips slowly as you straddled him. “Mmm~” he moaned and smirked at your task. He brushed your thighs as you did while his body was getting rocked up by you, lovingly. “Unh.” You moaned softly, your clit rubbing against his pelvis as you rode on his cock. “Awh yeah.” He whispered lowly, looking up at you. His voice filled your ears with praises. Telling you how good you’re doing and how beautiful you look. “Just like that.” He pushed his feet in a bit to feel your ass rubbing him and then bit his bottom lip and slides his hands behind your ass and started thrusting into your cunt with good measure.

Your hiccups were music to his hears as he bucked his hips in to your sobbing cunt. The skin slapping sounds echoed in the room as he watched his cock enter you — glazed with your sweet warm arousal. “Oh Yeah.” You whispered breathlessly, your breasts were bouncing from his ministrations. You were rising and falling from his cock beautifully. “You like that, huh.” He smirked, bitting his bottom lip from the way your pussy taking him so well from his controlled thrusts.

“That’s it.” He hissed, grabbing your ass while you bounced on his length. The tip hitting your sweet spot it knew so so well. He rolls his hips up to meet your sobbing cunt, deeply. “Oooo.” He founded an even better spot and thrusts deeply into your sobbing cunt quickly. “There it is. Right there.” He praised, heeding the wet sounds mixed your ass slamming against his thighs.

“Uuuugghh.” He dropped his head back on the pillow. Your pants were music to his ears. He looked at up you and observed your assets responding to his deep controlled thrusts. “Yeah, baby.” He whispered, sliding his hands up to your breasts. “Ride it.” He breathed heavily, kneading your flesh. You placed your on either side of his head and started riding his cock feverishly. “Mmmm.” You whimpered breathlessly, your wet pussy slapping against his pelvis. He dropped his legs and spreads them legs apart. “Uuuunh..” he groaned deeply, his body getting rocked up by you quickly. The legs of the bed creaked quickly as you both were reaching your high. “Go ‘head baby.” He dropped his hands on either side and pushed his head back deeply into the pillow. “Take me away.” He hissed, thrusting into you quickly. “U-unh!” You cried, feeling the hot syrupy feeling swarm in your tummy.

You ass bounced crazily on him as he slams into your sobbing cunt. “Sh-shu!” You feel a wave of your release coming as you looked down at him. He looked completely blissed out. His eyes were shut and He breathed heavily as you rode him quickly. “Ah-aunh.” You cried, your walls were crumbling with the need to release. He grins at the fluttering sensations and slides his hands down to your waist.

“Ah! Aaaah!” You squirmed crazily, squirting on him. The filthy wet sounds rang between you two as he kept going. “Awwwhh.” He moaned, pushing his head back into the pillow as he slams onto your trembling core. Your walls were squeezing him so much. He smacked your ass roughly as he fucks you feverishly. Soon after, his hips started gyrating. “Ha…ha!” He choked on his breath heavily. “Mm!” His face contorted as gets closer to his release. His fingers digs deep into your sides as he did. “U-uuuugh!” He growls deeply, shooting his cum inside of you. “Shu!”You felt it as he did and twitched from the overstimulating sensations. Making you shoot spurts of your fluids on him.

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His choked breaths echoed in the thick air. His cock covered in his cum, he gave a few short thrusts to cool off from the intense orgasm. You whimpered softly at the sensation and sat on it whenever he thrusts up into your messy cunt. “Mmm.” He heaved as you did, opening his eyes. “Ugh~” he slid inside slowly, taking his time to feel your squeezes around his cock. You leaned forward and kissed him. He moaned in the kisses as he circled his hips until the orgasm faded away. “Mmm…baby.” He broke away from the lazy kiss. You hummed softly as you started leaving soft wet pecks on his left cheek and down to his neck. “Ugh…I don’t think I’ll be able to finish my work.” He said lazily and chuckled. You broke away from your task and giggled softly at the man below you. “That was the plan.” You whispered softly. He snorted. “What will I do without you...”

“Pass out.” You blurted out. He hummed in agreement. “I owe you one.” He smiled softly and you nodded. “Good. I want you to call in sick tomorrow and give the rest of the work to Izuru.” You told the man. You didn’t stutter.

“Eh?” His eyes widened in surprise.

“No exceptions.” You said sharply and kissed his cheek.

He sighed.

Izuru…please don’t kill me.

He cries inside for the rest of the night.

End.

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ᥫ᭡ i. ᧔𐓪᧓ 𝐡𝐜𝐬 𝐟𝐭 ━━ kenpachi zaraki, shūhei hisgai, ichigo kurosaki, & kisuke urahara.

ᥫ᭡ ii. ᧔𐓪᧓ trans [ ftm ] reader, fluff + comedy, modern era + everything takes in a non-soul society universe.

❨ KENPACHI ZARAKI. ❩

Kenpachi Zaraki . . . the brutal captain of the 11th Division had a passion for all things that revolve around fighting. But you know what else he has a passion for? You, his husband, and Yachiru, his daughter. He loves his little family and would protect you both till his final breath.

Kenpachi likes what he likes, and he loves you—so he didn’t understand why you were so scared of telling him that you were trans. He will always support you, no matter what the situation is or how bad it gets. When he found out about you being trans he just shrugged his shoulders and asked what was for dinner.

“Kenny? You aren’t mad at me . . . right?” You played with the hem of your kimono sleeves. Once you told your husband about your identity he just stood there . . . No reaction or anything. It was as if his system was rebooting. After what felt like years of silence he finally spoke, “Eh, not really. There’s nothing to be mad about, seriously.” He shrugged as he put his large hands on your shoulders before placing a sweet kiss against your sweaty forehead. “Now, what’s for dinner?”

“Also, I know I shouldn’t ask you this. But is that the reason why your chest was cut off?”

“Yes, Kenny.”

“Well I could’ve save us the money and did that myself!”

When Yachiru found out about the news she was so sweet and supportive. She understood the importance of the situation perfectly and even said you’ll forever be her dad, even if you didn’t give birth to her.

“Look dad! Look at the drawing me and papa made for you!” The little girl smiled sweetly as she held up a drawing that included blue, pink, and white—the trans flag colors. It was a drawing of her and Kenpachi wearing matching shirts that said “We love you Y/n” along while holding the little pride flags in their hands. You couldn’t help but smile brightly and place a little kiss against the girl’s cheek. “Thank you, Yachi. I’m gonna hang this up on the fridge, okay? You and Kenny’s art skills are amazing.”

❨ SHŪHEI HISAGI. ❩

Shūhei thinks of you as his safe space . . . one of the only few people he can be around without having to relax his shoulders every five seconds because he is feeling tense.

He didn’t care about the fact that you were trans, in fact, he thought you were brave. Since you didn’t hide yourself from the world, you weren’t too accepting of people like you. But that didn’t matter to him, he was going to protect you every step of the way, holding your hand without fear.

“I–I’ll still love you. No matter what, babe. Whatever you’re comfortable with, I’m comfortable with. You’re very handsome to me! Haha . . .” Hisagi laughed and nodded his head. He was so supportive in his own weird way, it was cute.

He loves snuggling into your chest like a little kitten after a long day of work. ♡ Each time he got home he would immediately throw his stuff on the ground without having a care in the world.

“Darling, I think your laptop was in there.” You spoke softly as you caressed the back of Shūhei’s head while he rested his cheek against your chest. The man had another stressful day at work and he threw his bag to the floor—you could’ve sworn you heard a slight crack. “It’ll be fine . . . it’s practically indestructible.” He muttered with his eyes closed and his breathing starting to slow down. Instead of aggravating him about it, you only smiled softly and ran your fingers through his hair.

It turns out that did end up breaking his computer and was charged on his tab at work for the incident.

“Damn it . . . (πーπ)”

❨ ICHIGO KUROSAKI. ❩

Ichigo was kinda known for taking certain subjects to heart—his family, friends, and most importantly, you. He knew about your identity since he was fifteen and he never judged you or discriminated against you for it. He would never use hurtful words or do hurtful things to you because he truly loves you with every last bone in his body.

When he’s around, he always makes sure that people use the correct pronouns on you and make sure you don’t feel uncomfortable in any shape or form. He doesn’t care who they are. They will respect you and your identity. When you would often speak up for yourself, you would always get turned down and ignored in the end. Which infuriated him to no end, he hated seeing you sad.

Ichigo's eyes glared holes into the back of the teacher’s head as she continued to refer to you as she and her. He noticed you tried to speak up for yourself but she only ignored you and continued to misgender you in the end—which made you go quiet for the rest of the class period. Once she referred to you as the wrong pronouns that’s when Ichigo decided to step in. “He said, his pronouns are he/him. Why do you keep referring to him as she and her? Did you not hear him the first time he corrected you?” Ichigo frowned while the teacher seemed a bit shocked at his words. “What the hell are you looking stupid for? Can you not hear?”

Since you’re his first boyfriend, he always tries his best to show you that he loves you—even though he can be a bit awkward at times. Good days or bad days, when he visits you, he always brings flowers and favorite snacks. He also has a habit of buying you merch of your favorite things because he just can’t help himself every time he walks by.

“Ichigo? Did you seriously buy me a set of these?” You chuckled at the sight of the jumbo plushie of your favorite animal. The plushie was so soft and fluffy that you couldn’t be upset with him that he spent so much money on it. “Yeah, when I saw it, I couldn’t help myself. It reminded me of you.” He smiled before he pulled out a cute little hairpin of your favorite animals and placed it in your head with a soft kiss to your cheek.

❨ KISUKE URAHARA. ❩

Kisuke wasn’t shocked at the news about your identity. Like Kenpachi, he knows what he likes and isn’t ashamed of it. Love is love, why should he be ashamed of being married to someone who isn’t afraid to express themselves? It didn’t make sense to him—but he didn’t care.

“Oh? Hehe, I guess we’re both husbands now, yeah?” The shop owner poked at your cheek with the end of his fan before covering his red cheeks with it. It was obvious he was flustered at his joke. Instead of getting upset at him about the joke you only smiled softly and playfully punched his shoulder.

Yoruichi is tired of you two deeply. She never saw Kisuke so deeply in love with someone, since he was a bit of a pervert. Every time she sees you both being lovey dovey she can’t help but let out a loud dramatic sigh. Kisuke would often joke around and call her jealous because she didn’t have anyone in her life. And it always resorted to her flipping him off or smacking him in the back of the head because of his smart-ass mouth.

“Why hello my most beautiful, precious, loving, and gorgeous husban—”

“Get a room you freaks!”

“I didn’t even finish my sentence!”

This man was your hype man—you want to show him your new outfit? Give him a show! Did you get a new haircut? He will give you compliments until you get sick of him! This man didn’t know how to stop once he had gotten started. Most of the time, you would never get sick of him and his compliments and pickup lines. Because, unlike most people, you genuinely found him funny. He would often talk like a high-school student just to get a smile on your face.

The moment he walked in on you trying on something new with a frown on your face he just couldn’t hold himself back. The man placed the fan up against his face as he began to speak. “Hey handsome, I guess there is a rainbow today as I just found the treasure I have been searching for.” He started to fan his face in a dramatic manner, which caused a series of laughter to leave your lips. “You like it? I think I got a size too small.” You tugged at the shirt and pants that were a little too tight in certain places. Kisuke, being the pervert he is only wolf-whistled while continuing to fan his pink cheeks. “My dear husband, do you mind doing a slight 360 for me? I would like to see something.”

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Hi! Britt!! Um I can't remember if I sent this in already, but could you write the lieutenants and what pet names they'd use for their significant other?

awww this is such a cute idea! <3

Renji: Anything and everything. Renji likes to embarrass or make you flustered in public so he comes up with the most embarrassing pet names known to man. Sugar plum, sweet bee, honey bun, etc. He uses babe and baby most often though.

Izuru: Angel. He loves seeing the way you stop in your tracks or get giddy about the pet name. He'll swing an arm around your waist, press a kiss to your cheek and then whisper the pet name into your ear.

Ikkaku: Darling. Only when you two are in private or during imitate moments. When you tell your friends or other people in your squad that Ikkaku calls you darling, they literally burst out laughing. They just find it so hard to believe that a fight-loving man like him could ever use such a pet name.

Chojiro: Sweetheart. I think that he would use this because it's so sweet and kind. He doesn't mind calling you sweetheart in fact of others or he would pull you closer when you're walking in the soul society, gently whispering the pet name in your ear.

Shuhei: Princess. OMGGGGG, sorry I'm blushing. I imagine that when the word princess slips out from Shuhei's mouth, both of you are blushing. Shuhei's blushing more than you and he slaps his hand over his mouth the first time he says it. When he finds out that you like the pet name, he doesn't stop saying it in every sentence. He also will say baby on occasion ;)

Rangiku: Anything and everything to boost your ego. She loves seeing the way your face lights up when she calls you honey, my love, or sweetie.

Momo: Honey. She finds you as sweet as honey and doesn't mind when others hear her call you honey. She's proud and wants everyone to know that you are hers.

Nanao: I think that she doesn't like to use pet names, but she'll whisper one once in awhile. She'll grab onto your wrist, catching your attention and whisper the simple word baby into your ear.

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[honeybleed]

content & warnings: fem!reader, modern au, journalist!shuhei x popstar!reader, smut (dom!reader — she’s bossy af, sub!shuhei, degradation, footjob, dry humping, edging, cum eating) mdni

author’s note: YURRRR GET INTO IT also ty for 1.2k followers MUAH

word count: 1.8k

Thinking of overenthusiastic, anxious journalist Shuhei Hisagi who had been sent to interview you for an article.

This is his big break since he has never been with such a big name like you. His interviews were usually something quick on set or on the red carpet but you personally invite him to your sprawling mansion.

All sorts of rumours swirl around about you. You're a mean girl. You're a bully.

The story that had thrown him off the most was how you specifically requested water in a glass bottle and when it was given to you at room temperature, you hurled the bottle at your personal assistant's head causing a gash that required stitches.

"I don't bite."

Shuhei felt himself shrink. It was merely a chair but it was resplendent in white with delicate Victorian trailing rose leaf patterns. He was sure it cost his yearly salary as his fingers fiddled with the pristine lace doily.

You chuckled as he sat opposite you.

People tread lightly around you but you were still irritated at his deer in headlights expression as well as the fact he was sweating bullets.

"Sorry." He stuttered, loosening his tie and popping open his collar buttons, feeling chafed by the hot summer sun. "It's really hot."

He looked out to see the lawns being watered by gardeners then quickly turned to face you.

You gently pushed over a glass of lemonade on the table towards him, making a facial gesture for him to drink. He immediately downed the glass.

"We can go inside...I have air-con." You offered and he shook his head vigorously.

"No!"

Your eyes widened at his outburst and he could feel humiliation washing over him at the way you stared at him, completely bewildered.

He cleared his throat and gave you a pained smile.

"I'm fine here, thank you."

Taking in the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he gulped the liquid, you snorted.

He was a pretty boy indeed. But the nervous demeanour didn't connect with his physical appearance.

The 69 tattoo on his cheek, spiky jet-black hair and scowl when you first saw him from afar. But the moment you two were alone he'd become a nervous wreck.

"Um...alright." You returned the strained smile. "This is about my album right? I trust your newspaper isn't into trashy gossip."

Shuhei attempted to hide his unease unsuccessfully as he nodded.

"Yes, I'm here to talk about your new album. In terms of the newspaper, I try to avoid the temptation to entertain or publish rumors, particularly those that include insulting or humiliating others in any way for a quick buck."

"My eyes are up here, Shuhei."

You figured it out.

He was so damn jumpy, desperately trying to conceal his strained arousal in his slacks.

You suppose it didn't help you chose to wear a mini skirt, tie front flared sleeve blouse which showed the tops of the lace white bra underneath.

Shuhei wanted the ground to swallow him up completely.

"I-I apologize! I'm really sorry, jeez I don't know what's gotten into me." He stammered, face beet red.

"Mhm. You like what you see?" You teased.

"Can we just delve into talking about your album?" He muttered.

You leaned back and arched an eyebrow. Shuhei was hot and watching him squirm was way more intriguing than to do the same circle talking, regurgitating the script you were given by your label.

"Boring..." You dragged out. "I'm much more interested in you. Why did you tatt 69 on your face?"

Shuhei coughed, trying to regain his composure from being caught off guard.

"Story isn't too interesting. Me and my friends were blind drunk on a holiday, usually tattoos are meaningful but it just popped into my head. I was a dumb teen." He gestured towards his face with a small smile.

"It's hot."

Shuhei nodded in agreement, the heat from the sun making him sweat profusely.

"It's quite scorching today."

"No...the tattoo is sexy, Shuhei.." You cracked up at how that absolutely went over his head.

He stammered out a thank you as he swallowed, ears turning red.

"You like 69ing or what?" You teased.

"Y/N..." Shuhei breathed out with a weakened voice. "T-That is not something I feel comfortable discussing, I have a job to do."

His resolve was weakening. You kept on provoking him and he felt himself teetering to the edge. He wasn't sure if he could trust you with the glint in your eye.

What if he flung himself at you? What if you turned him down? What if you were simply just teasing to humiliate him?

"Drop the journalist crap, Shuhei. Your raging boner is not helping." You said plainly.

Despite the discomfort in his pants, he wanted to stand resolute in his professionalism and steer the conversation back towards your music but he let out a heavy sigh.

"If we do something quick, will you drop this?" He breathed out, eyes shut.

"All I want is to help you relax, look how stressed and frustrated you are, hm? Be honest. When was the last time you had a good night's rest? Cooped in that office for hours...deadlines. It shows on your face, Shuhei."

Shuhei felt the wind knocked out of his chest as his thoughts flooded his mind. Many sleepless nights where he dreamed of tasting your juices. Making you moan. He couldn't believe this was even happening.

"Stop playing so hard to get, Shu.." You said in your honeyed voice as you batted your eyelashes at him with a teasing smile. "C'mon. Be a good boy for me, and I promise you'll get your interview. Okay?"

Shuhei gave up. Balancing his professionalism with his lust for his dream girl was a dead-end. He took a deep exhale and nodded.

"Fine."

"Get on your knees." You said plainly.

Shuhei's expression softened a bit, he reluctantly crawled across the porcelain tiles and sat on his knees beside you, tucked away from the prying eyes of the staff maintaining the lawn.

You gazed at him, ruffling his spiky hair.

"Was that so hard?"

Shuhei's face was rosy from the touch as he gazed up at you.

"Answer me, pretty boy..." You sang as your hand trailed up his throat, then gripped his jaw harshly.

Shuhei exhaled hard as he sought to calm himself, his gaze fixed on yours.

"I suppose not.." He mustered out meekly, your grip a little discomforting but exciting all the same.

"Now...let's do something about this hard-on, shall we?"

You yanked him up a little so your lips could meet his neck, ghosting your plump lips against the skin and fanning your breath, causing him to shiver and release breathy moans.

"It's been in plain sight since you came here. What's the problem, hm?" Your foot beginning to palm his crotch.

Shuhei fought to keep his balance as he felt your foot against his crotch, the stimulation caused him to groan softly.

"I'm...so tired...and stressed...all these deadlines...and bad reviews..." He admitted voice strained.

"Poor baby..." You cooed as you increased the pressure of your sole on his bulge, licking the shell of his ear. "When's the last time you had sex, tell me. Mhm?"

Shuhei moaned softly as he felt the pressure against his bulge build up.

"I...I don't know...it's been a while..." He shuddered, his eyes closed as he relished the feeling.

"You got a crush on any co-workers? Any hookups?" You quizzed as you kissed along his jawline, continuing to rub your foot on his crotch.

"Can't remember...last time somebody touched me."

"You're a little dirty boy, aren't you? Letting me stroke you on the balcony..." You said, an edge to your voice "Don't you have shame?"

"Not...I'm not a dirty boy.." He rasped.

"Hm? So why are you letting me give you a footjob, you perv?"

Shuhei bit his lip as he felt your foot continue to rub against him.

"I'll tell you what, Shu. Hump my leg until you cum and I'll give you a treat. Sound fair?"

He nodded eagerly.

"Dirty, dirty perverted boy..." You cackled, absolutely revelling in the power rush and the feeling of him desperately grinding himself against your smooth and slender bare leg.

You tugged the roots of his hair, Shuhei whimpering.

He was left speechless at the deliciousness of the friction uttering nothing but whines as he grinded against your leg, his arousal reaching its peak.

"Oh...oh god, f-fuck..!" He hissed feeling his climax approach, his fingers gripping the hem of your skirt.

"If you cum, I'll punish you. Don't you dare." You snapped. He immediately froze, his body reaching the edge of release.

"I...I won't...no...I'm sorry..!"

You peered down to get up in his face. He shivered, aroused and slightly afraid of what you were going to do. His cock throbbing.

Wrapping your hand around his throat and squeezing the sides slightly, your voice dropped to an eerie tone.

"I want you to tell me the truth. And I'll let you cum if you do. Okay?"

He was quivering, feeling light-headed from your aggressiveness. However, he nodded quickly, eager to please you.

"Promise to tell you the truth.." He struggled out.

"When you kept staring at my tits and got hard earlier, what were you fantasising about?"

Shuhei's cheeks flushed pink at your question, and his eyes widened. He stuttered for a bit before finally blurting out the truth.

"I...I was imagining...touching them...licking them...sucking on your nipples..."

You scoffed as he stared up at you.

"You think you're even worthy enough to suck my nipples, Shu? A pervert like yourself?" You jeered.

He breathed heavily, still trying to calm himself despite the blaring and unbearable arousal from your refusal to let him cum.

He knew he wasn't worthy of such a privilege from a pop star like you.

"No...no, Y/N, I'm not."

The way his chest caved in and sweat trickled down his temples gave you a sense of satisfaction.

"You can cum now, Shu." You said gently, releasing your grip on his throat.

He quivered, gasping as he reached his climax, his entire body tensing as he came undone, completely coating the inside of his boxers with his hot and sticky seed.

"Give me a taste." You smiled.

He hesitated for a moment, feeling embarrassed by your request.

However, he had this feeling that he had to follow your demands. He reluctantly dipped his fingers into the cum and brought it to your lips.

You grabbed his wrist, and sucked his fingers loudly, your moans causing his cock to stir once again.

"Mhm...good boy Shu."

Shuhei shuddered at the sensation of your warm mouth on his digits, and a sense of pride swelled in his chest at the sight of an angel like you lapping his release.

"Guess I gotta do that boring ass interview now." You groaned as you stood up from the chair, Shuhei still on his knees as he gaped at you, mind dazed from what had just taken place.

author’s note: if u read dis far thanks for reading heehee i been tryna get into more smutty drabbles i guess 🚶🏽‍♂️

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[seneon]

kiss me ──── ft. shūhei hisagi x fem! reader.

about. a dive into shūhei's mind. | 570 words. fluff + suggestive.

notes. i'm itching the urge to write for more bleach content. hc shuhei is a tsundere and gets flustered easily.

"𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄," you taunted hisagi shūhei, who has never felt another soul's lips on his own before.

it was itching.

to feel someone's lips on his. your lips. the only thing that shūhei wanted and needed in his entire life. to feel your lips. to kiss you. to entwine faces together in a poetic form that both hearts were touching each other in a hugging kiss.

shūhei hesitated, unsure of your taunt, even though it was pulling him in like a string that was attached to his fingers— drawing him to hold your face and locking it all in.

"shūhei, kiss me."

you said sternly, words rolling down your tongue like a solid cube of sugar that eventually disintegrates once it came in contact with any liquid.

sweet words, yet there was salt lingering around.

he felt his fingers twitched, saliva being swallowed, and breath going shaky. what caused him to see this way?

fear.

the male has never had a relationship before, even though many women fell in love with him. the amount of confessions he gets in a year could never beat the number of stars in the night sky.

he didn't want anyone else but you.

but because you are so beautiful, he found himself in a state of awe, admiring ultimate beauty that surpassed even the infinite stars in the heavens.

yet . . .

"but.. are you sure?! i mean, i don't want to make you feel uncomfortable and all.." the lieutenant asked, feeling his face heat up from the amount of embarrassment he was feeling at the thought of asking a girl to kiss him and he would just comply with it.

as nervous as he already always was around you, this did not help him at all.

"then i'll do it," you said and gently held his face, placing your lips onto his, while shūhei's eyes widened in shock.

he expected you to pull away, but it was like an immediate sensing for him to return the kiss. unsure of how to do it, he simply pressed his mouth against yours, deepening the kiss.

while he does that, he snaked one arm to hold your waist and other trailed up behind your hair to push your head forward. shūhei moved around a little bit, to feel every inch of your lips against his.

a messy and sloppy kisssing between two inexperienced kissers.

when shūhei was about to initiate whatever he saw in the movies when two people are making out with their tongues in each other's mouths, you smiled into the kiss. then, you pulled away, a little smirk visible on your face.

"oi, shūhei."

obsidian eyes blinked, before shitting close again. a frown forming. "why is it not real..."

"what's not real?" izuru asked, seated right in front of him, pouring sake into his cup.

"nothing," shūhei response, lightly rubbing his eyes before tightening his grip on his own cup.

at the corner of shūhei's eyes, he stole a quick glance up at you, to your lips. your lips that were moving as you conversed with rangiku, occasionally being coated by the liquid of alcohol from the little sips you took.

he watched and wished that he could kiss your lips. your beautiful lips that has him in a tight situation with his fantasies.

at the end of the day, he could never have the guts to initiate a kiss with you.

how pitiful.

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[ekkurea]

Commission for Dessy (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) ᡣ𐭩 . ° .

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[eiflawriting]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙙

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿!𝘀𝗵ū𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗶 𝘅 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

✧ 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘴.

✧ 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨! 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴. 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 (𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭, 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘦𝘵𝘤.) 𝘴𝘩ū𝘩𝘦𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘮? 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘴𝘩ū𝘩𝘦𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘮, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘹. 𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦? 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰, 𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰. 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙤3. 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. ♡ 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙤 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩. 1.4𝙠 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩

your lewd noises bounced off the bathroom walls in your rockstar boyfriend's tour bus. the back room was occupied with the snores of his band members after having a three-hour concert, so this was the next option. shūhei couldn't wait to arrive at the hotel. there was nothing more that he wanted than to return to the bus and have you in this current position. you being bent over the sink, mirror view, seeing how pretty you looked while taking him. his hands found comfort at your thick waist, eyes intensely gazing at the waves of your round ass every thrust he took. his cock was swallowed by your wetness, pussy creaming perfectly around his length. 

you couldn't even understand the foreign moans that were slipping through your drool-coated lips. he was fucking you so good, vision becoming blurry from being too fucked out your mind. it's like his ego was stroked the louder you got, and you could tell by how hungry his movements became. the gushy sound of your pussy being slapped by his balls. allowing one of his hands to detach from your waist to strike your ass, saying how you're being such a good girl for taking him. shūhei was a lot to handle. it's like you hit the jackpot seeing he had the advantage of both length and girth. but you loved making him proud, and his praises made you hug him tightly. 

"s'big, shū. you're so—ngh—fucking big," you whimpered. 

"i know, angel. i wish you could see how your pussy is sucking me in. it knows who it belongs to." you molded perfectly around shūhei. this is what home feels like, he thought. your cunt was so stubborn, but all it needed was a little stretching from a girthy companion.

shūhei could admit that he was a quick nutter. it was hard not to while being snaked with pussy as good as yours. however, he wanted to savor this moment for as long as he could because something about fucking you with a possible audience outside this door excited the rockstar. and how you currently were reacting to his touch, he knew you felt the same. 

his eyes darkened, filled with sin as he watched you in the mirror crying on his dick. perfectly sagged tits hastily bouncing. those plush two-toned lips that were slightly part panting like a bitch in heat. your brown skin was decorated with droplets of sweat that shūhei also shared due to the lack of air in the bathroom. but your eyes were closed from being consumed by the pleasures you were receiving, and you should know shūhei didn't like that. one thing he requested while having sex is for those pretty brown eyes to remain open to hold contact. "look at me, y/n," he whispered, but all he was met with was an incoherent moan. maybe you didn't hear him? 

he clicked his tongue, hands gliding down to your ass to spread your cheeks, tenderly long stroking you until he kissed your cushion. "i said, look at me, angel," shūhei demanded, still having that smooth raspy feel to his voice. your body shot up, arching in complete bliss while looking at your boyfriend. he was so fucking sexy. his facial tattoos, including sixty-nine, and the three scars running down his right eye were kept company with a crimson color that flushed his cheeks. "good girl. now look at you. i want you still what i see while i'm fucking you. you look so damn pretty being stuffed with me." 

you were so fucking weak for him. of course, your pussy clenched around his cock from hearing him talk to you so salaciously, and he didn't stop. while shūhei wrapped his arm underneath your breasts to fondle them, the other grabbed your cheeks, puckering your lips to keep your face in place. his lips brushed over your ears, calling you his pretty girl. crooning how wet you are for him. saying how badly he wanted to fill you up with cum. "my favorite cockwarmer. you like it when i talk to you like this, don't you? that pussy won't let go of me, and i don't want it to. keep clenching around my dick, princess." 

"shū—you're—you're so deep. why?" you stammered. 

he chucked. "what do you mean why? because you deserve it. you're always keeping this pussy so wet and warm for me to return to after i'm done performing. my dick gets hard thinking about you on stage. best fucking pussy i ever had, and you're so damn gorgeous," he cooed, lips now at your neck leaving wet kisses. shūhei has always retained such a sense of calmness outside the bedroom, but while he was with you? that was out the window. his pace continued to increase, recklessly slamming his dick in the depths of your drooling cunt. "that's right, y/n. keep looking at yourself. tell me how much you love this dick."

although your breaths were shaky, nearly tangling in your throat, you did your best to give him what he wanted. "shū—shūhei, baby. i-i love your dick so much. you're fucking me—oh god—so good." and with that, he rewarded you with a sensual smooch to your lips. but you were hungry for more. fervently kissing your boyfriend as your hand wrapped around his head, fingers intertwining with his ink locks to deepen the embrace. the sounds of lips smacking joined the lewd noises of your wetness being stirred. your kisses were sloppy, obnoxiously filled with passion, tongue fucking each other's mouths. as you did so, shūhei's hands returned to your waist to pull you into his thrusts, working open those walls. "i love you, baby. pl-please fuck me harder."

"hm, i love you too, y/n. anything for my pretty girl," he breathed. the grip on your waist became firmer, knowing that it'll probably leave a mark in the morning. shūhei began putting those thigh muscles to good use, pounding that pretty pussy into oblivion, devouring each other's moans as your lips continued to brush together. not for long, though. he needed you watching yourself. you whined from losing that touch, but were met with a slap to your ass. "eyes up, y/n—yes, that's my girl."

by how numb your legs felt, you were near your climax. your hands gripped the bathroom sink, bending over to keep your balance. juices were leaking between your thighs, sticking with his flesh every thrust he made. shūhei gently tangled his fingers into your coils, pulling you upwards to deepen your arch. "you're going to cum for me, angel?" you nodded, causing him to chuckle. "look at how beautiful you look, y/n. fuck, i can't wait until we're at the hotel so i can fuck you how i want. so i can taste that sweet pussy. so i can watch you bounce on my cock. hmm, and we gotta put that pretty mouth of yours to good use, right?"

your vision was now hazy, tears pricking the corner of your eyes from the intense pleasure. shūhei was talking to you so softly, but his actions didn't let up. heat spreads underneath your skin from him repeatedly kissing your cervix. your moans were a dulcet harmony, acting as a song that he would have on repeat. "shūhei—shūhei—i'm cumming, baby. i'm fucking cumming. oh god, please!"

"shit. that's right. cum for me, pretty girl. i'm right behind you," he soothed. "you're so perfect, y/n. squeezing my dick like this. being such a good girl for me. i'm going to cum in your pussy, okay?"

"yes, please cum inside of me, shū."

after a few sloppy thrusts, the two of you were a cumming mess. his name howled from the pit of your stomach, and you just knew his band members could hear. you didn't care, though. it was impossible to keep quiet while being fucked like this. however, your voice drifted to a lingering moan from feeling shūhei empty himself inside of you. those hot ropes of cum stuffed your aching cunt to perfection. he allowed his cock to warm inside your walls a bit before pulling out, to which you shared a final moan. you fell back over the sink, catching your breath from the intense orgasm you had. 

shūhei leaned over your form to place delicate kisses along your spine before turning your face to meet with a soft kiss. you exchanged a tender look, and he couldn't help but think how beautiful you looked right now. "you did such a good job taking me, babe. i love you."

"i love you, too, shūhei."

𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜. ♡

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[nymphoheretic]

Facesitting: is a sexual practice in which one partner sits on or over the other's face.

Synopsis: Shuhei offers to give you a ride in his lieutenant office.

Warnings: Fem!reader, teasing, pussyjob, oral (m->f), facesitting, squirting, dom!leaning switch reader, sub!leaning switch Shuhei, Shuhei calls himself "daddy" once, choking, cowgirl position, creampie

Word Count: 1.3k

Pairing: Hisagi Shuhei x f!reader

“Does that feel good, Shuhei?”  You asked from your position on top of your lieutenant. You grind your hips as you rub your slick pussy lips along the length of his cock. You watched every small expresion that crosses his face as you rut your hips. You felt so powerful having this man underneath you whining and panting like a st1arved animal, his hands gripping at your hips.

Shuuhei throws his head back in pleasure against his desk as you continue to roll your hips over his, coating his dick in your slick juices. His hands tremble around your waist as he struggles with the urge to shift just the slightest so that he’d be buried deep inside you. “Baby, please?” He begged.

He needed to feel you, taste you. Anything other than just having the wet feeling of your cunt dragging over his length. It just wasn't enough. Each time your clenching hole would wrap around the tip, a shiver would go down his spine and his hips would jerk upward to try to sheath himself inside you. But everytime he does, you pull away with a reprimanding bite to his collarbone.

You giggled softly as you slowed  your hips until you were just resting your clenching hole over the thick tip. 

"Please, what Shuhei?" You say in a teasing voice. He was always so cute when he was so subservient and submissive to you. Leaning down you trailed your tongue over his chest, sucking at the skin lightly. "I want to hear you."

His breath hitched in his throat from the feeling of your wet tongue on his chest, a soft moan escaping. "Fuck baby. Please? Let me fuck you? I need you so badly." Shuhei begged, drool beginning to seep from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm..." you hummed, sliding your sticky cunt down the length of his erected cock. "Not yet." You reply  as you begin to move up the length of his body until you hovered over his head. "I want you to fuck me with your tongue first." Planting your feet on the floor you had him hang his head over the edge of his desk. "Stick out your tongue for me, Shuhei."

A purr rumbled in your chest when he did as you said without question. "Such a good boy." You then lowered your pussy onto his awaiting tongue. "Oh fuck..." you began to grind down on his face, fucking your self on his tongue. “Shu..” His name fell from your lips in broken bits.

Shuhei moaned as your juices collected on his tongue and ran down the sides of his face. His hands gripped your thighs as he fucked your hole, lips moving along yours and his nose brushing against your swollen clit. He could never get enough of your sweet creamy essence as it pooled in his mouth, swallowing every last drop.

He didn't care if you smothered him with those gorgeous silky thighs. Shuhei could die a happy man. Your moans encouraged him to keep doing what he was doing, alternatively between tonguing that sweet spot inside and flicking over your clit. He could feel the way you were trembling and he knew that you were close.

Biting the fleshy part of your palm, you grabbed his thick black hair with your other hand to pull his face even closer to your pussy as you push your hips down even further onto his eager tongue. "Oh fuck. Shuhei, gonna cum! You want me to cum on your tongue, baby?" You purred when you feel his answering moan vibrating against your slick clit. "Ah~ fuck~"

Your head fell back as you rotate your hips, swirling them over his greedy mouth as you came hard on his tongue. Your juices slid down his chin as they filled his mouth. A soft whimper left your throat as you slowed the pace of your hips as you supported your weight. "You did so good for me, baby boy."

Shuhei ran the tip of his tongue over your twitching cunt, swirling it over your puffy clit. "Ride me, please? Need t'feel this pussy on my cock, baby. Please?" He grabbed your hips and easily lifted you up as he slid down the desk so that his head was on the wooden surface again. He hovered you over his hard dick, but waited until you said he could impale you on it.

"Such a needy lieutenant I have." You coo as you run your nails down the hard lines of his chest. Reaching behind you, you grabbed his aching dick and lined it up with your messy hole. You gave him a few teasing swipes through your sticky folds, coating the tip in your slick. Watching as he groaned, hands tightening on your hips, you slowly sunk down. 

A low moan left your lips as Shuhei’s cock stretched out your tender walls, bullying its way to your soft gummy spots. “Fuck, Shuhei...” Placing your hands on his chest, you began to bounce on his lap. Grabbing one of his hands from your hips, you used his fingers to rub quick circles over your clit. "m'g'nna cum. Make me cum again, Shuhei!" 

Shuhei bucked his hips desperately into yours as he's determined to please you and bring you to another orgasm. "Please baby, need to feel you cumming on my cock." His fingers dug into the plush flesh of your waist as he thrusts up into your warm and wet pussy, the nasty lewd sounds of your fucking filling the room.

“Shut up.” You hiss as you wrap your hands around his neck, squeezing just enough to make him light-headed. You bounce even harder on his cock, riding him faster to bring yourself to completion. "Oh fuck…" you moaned, your head falling back as the tip of his long thick cock nudges against your cervix.

Your mouth dropped open in a silent scream as you squeezed his neck, nails digging into his skin as you began to cum hard on his dick, coating it in your slick juices. You let out a keen as your thighs shook from the intensity of your orgasm. You slid your hands from around his neck to his shoulders as you tried to keep up the back of your bounce.

"Baby..." He groans out. "Please? Let me." 

Knowing exactly what he wanted, you take his hands and place them on your hips before nodding. "Shuhei, you have my permission."

The change was almost instant. Shuhei licks his lips as his dark eyes gain a feral gleam as his hands tighten around your waist. "That's my good fucking.... Letting daddy fuck you like this on his desk." He began to thrust up without abandon, listening to those sweet moans that escaped from your lips. Shuhei pulls down on your hips, locking you in place as his heavy balls slap against your clit. 

He fucked up into your fast and hard, almost desperately as he tried to bring you to completion once more before he got his. "C'mon, baby, I know you got more in there for me. Make a fucking mess on my cock. Let's see this slutty pussy of your squirt for me."

Your nails dug into his chest as you felt your walls tighten and flutter around his dick as your clit tingled from the overstimulation. "Fuck Shuhei. Right there!" You screamed when he hit that sweet, gooey spot deep within you, the wet pat-pat-pat of his dick slipping between your gushy folds ringing in your ears. 

Drool began to seep from the corner of your mouth as you felt yourself release your essence all over his lap, the clear liquid pooling under you both. Shuhei groaned at the feeling of it dripping down his balls and gave a few more deep thrusts before stilling as thick, hot, white ropes of his sticky cum paint your insides.

 

"Fuck, baby..." His voice turns back whiny as he feels his cock twitching as he came so hard that he saw stars. "Oh, baby, thank you. Thank you for letting me fill your pussy up with my cum." 

You lean over and kiss his lips. "Thank you for the ride, baby."

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[randomveyn]

ʙʟᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴄʟᴜʙ

featuring ⁞ grimmjow jaegerjacquez, kurosaki ichigo, madarame ikkaku, abarai renji, hisagi shuhei

warnings ⁞ fem!reader, suggestive themes, drinking, implied daddy kink, mentions of vaping, pet names (baby girl, kitten, princess)

𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙟𝙤𝙬 takes his time on his seat, chucking down beer while watching you sway your hips along the beat under the lights of neon pink and blue. send him winks, mouthed him a “come dance, baby” and he'd jump right in.

is arrancar naturally good at dancing? because he sure knows how to work those hips like a pro. he'd occasionally grind into your ass, pretending he got the tempo wrong but the bulge on his tight jeans said something else.

but he won't be satisfied with some feather-light touches. if anything, he gets greedy each time. can't keep those big hands from slithering along your curves. give him kisses and playful licks, make those breathy moans by his ears. and he'd have no qualms in snatching you away from the dance floor, dragging you to the nearest bathroom, trapping you between cold wall and his burning muscles. “time for some snacks, kitten.”

𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙤 and 𝙞𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙠𝙪 are the same type of guy. they don't go out chasing after girls. you'd find them lounging around the corner vip sofa, manspreading comfortably in their seats, maybe challenging each other who can take the most shots for the night.

you'd have to walk up to them with the guts of steel. ikkaku might spare you a glance but shoos you away immediately. no matter what you look like, he won't be interested until he sees a real challenge here. bring up the fact, or just lie through your teeth, about your black belt in judo and he'd whipped his head back to you fast. propose him a match and whether you win or not, you'd still find you both wrestling in bed tonight. “today's my lucky day, huh?”

ichigo is a simple man with a sprinkle of his closet daddy kink. he patted on his lap a few times, ushering you to take a seat. and then he'd feel you up with those biceps holding you close, squeeze you abit to have you squirming under him. he secretly enjoy the power he can exert on sweet girls like you, stroking his ego because he gets you all putty in his hand effortlessly like this.

he'd send a smug grin across the club, to a certain baby blue haired man and gets a middle finger back from the latter. “look at that loser. daddy needs no dance to get baby girl like you.”

𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙞 and 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙝𝙚𝙞 would be hanging around outside of the club, clad in punk leather outfits and slouching on their bikes. they try to come off as 'too cool to be dancing in there' but everyone knows they're just weak against women.

renji pulls out his vape pen, casually sucking and puffing out clouds of pineapple flavours as he watches people waltzing in and out of the club. and then, he sees you, hastily tumbling your way out with a group of guys following close behind. he caught your agitated expression, visibly uncomfortable under their ogling eyes and slurs.

so he wasted no time in slinging his arm around you, pulling you away with a big grin. “sorry for the wait, baby.” you shouldn't feel safe around this man either, not with those deadly tattoos he had from head to toe but you wouldn't even think twice about snuggling up against his half-exposed chest.

shuhei would be the one to offer you a ride home, because he's the only one with an extra helmet. it was originally prepared for his drunk ass friend (kira or rangiku-san) but guess he wouldn't mind taking a couple of trips back and forth tonight. HE IS JUST THAT NICE. and so, enjoy your ride hugging him close, feeling those toned abs below. oh, and he'd definitely take off his jacket and let you wear them. “gotta keep you all nice and warm.”

blow him some goodbye kiss okay because let's be honest, his nose can't handle a real kiss on the cheek. he's also the type who'd wait for you walk into your apartment lobby, disappear into the elevator before leaving. BOYFRIEND MATERIAL. but don't be mistaken, this guy can be smooth. you'll soon find his business card in his jacket.

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[kxkyuu]

Bleach Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

Hi hi! We're gonna try this again! But Ima start early so hopefully I won't get overwhelmed! But since Bleach's comeback falls in October...why not make Kinktober Bleach-centric! Each fic will vary in length to not burn myself out.

I hope you all like who all I picked out. I tried to keep it to characters people would know from the anime! I will update this masterlist as I post!

So without further ado...The line up!!

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Day 1: Face sitting - Hisagi Shuhei

Day 2 : Against a wall - Kurosaki Ichigo

Day 3: Exhibition -  Hirako Shinji

Day 4: Spanking - Ichimaru Gin

Day 5: Uniforms - Kuchiki Byakuya

Day 6: Food play - Shihoin Yoruichi

Day 7: Strip Tease: Matsumoto Rangiku

Day 8: Size Difference: Zaraki Kenpachi

Day 9: Hate Sex - Hollow Ichigo

Day 10: Praise Kink - Kyoraku Shunsui

Day 11: Sleepy Sex - Ukitake Jushiro

Day 12: Body Worship - Hitsugaya Toshiro

Day 13: Sensory Deprivation - Tousen Kaname

Day 14: Temperature play - Hitsugaya Toshiro

Day 15: Collaring - Aizen Sosuke

Day 16: Nipple Play - Ichimaru Gin

Day 17: Pegging/Femdomme - Hisagi Shuhei

Day 18: Hand job - Ulquiorra Cifer

Day 19: Sex toys -  Ishida Uryuu

Day 20: Phone Sex - Kurosaki Isshin

Day 21: Wax play - Tsukishima Shukuro

Day 22: Thigh riding - Madarame Ikkaku

Day 23: Cock Warming - Abarai Renji

Day 24: Hunter/prey - Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Day 25: Vanilla/soft sex: Kurosaki Ichigo

Day 26: Threesome - Shihoin Yoruichi & Urahara Kisuke

Day 27: Corruption/Training - Aizen Sosuke

Day 28: Almost getting caught - Abarai Renji

Day 29: Period Sex - Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Day 30: Overstimulation - Ayasegawa Yumichika

Day 31: Monsterfucking: Hollow Ichigo & Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

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[j-u-u-z-o]

SHUHEI HISAGI X READER

NEW: 34 + 35 NSFW‼️ 18+

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[electronicwitchcollection]

I’m so obsessed with my little “Accidental mate” series that I cannot concentrate on all my other drafts 😂. There is more coming, I promise! Hisagi and Gin are both half written, as soon as I can get Grimmjow to sit down and behave for ten minutes, I’ll finish them off!

#bleach fanfiction #bleach #bleach smut #shuhei hisagi #gin ichimaru #bleach x y/n #bleach x reader #Someone tell me how to get a deranged cat Espada to play nice

[brittscafe]

So a thing that lives in my head rent free is what kind of scents do the lieutenants and captains have? (Be it shower gel, deodorant, cologne/perfume, etc) Like when you hug them what do they each smell like? (Kinda weird but y'know)

omggg I feel like some of these are self explanatory, but I'll provide details on some of these <3

Jushiro: Lavender and tea.

Shunsui: Sake and a strong cologne that smells like a flower of some sort.

Byakuya: Cherry blossoms and a hint of vanilla ;)

Kenpachi: Uses a strong scented deodorant that can be smelled across the soul society. Makes the hairs in your nose burn off...

Kensei: Like a manly man lol idk how else to describe it, but it smells good. Big beefy men like him smell good and you can't get enough of it.

Toshiro: icy axe body spray (i feel like axe body spray just gives off his vibes yk, bc that shit to me is so goddamn icy and cold)

Shinji: Old spice body wash (Timber with Sandalwood). Maybe a spray of some fancy cologne.

Mayuri: He's not concerned about what he smells like since he's in the lab all day and he probably smells at the end of the day, so he just puts on a cheap deodorant and maybe if he's feeling fancy, a quick spray of colonge.

Soi-Fon: A vanilla perfume or like her honey shampoo and conditioner.

Renji: Old spice deodorant (vanilla + shea butter) and hair gel.

Rangiku: Strawberry perfume or an Ariana Grande perfume that she got from the human world or her strawberry shampoo and conditioner.

Izuru: Something dark and mysterious. Something that when he walks past you, you'll be wanting to know more ;)

Shuhei: He wears a strong, but not overbearing cologne. One that if he walks past you, you'll inhale it for a few seconds and cherish the smell.

Ikkaku: I imagine that he wears a deep scented cologne, combined with his body wash. Honestly, he probably smells the best out of the lieutenants.

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