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Bloodlust | Z. Kenpachi x Reader

Summary:

"Rage, love, lust, on fire." - ODETARI

I was walking back to squad 4 after healing some injuries of the men from the skirmish that happened yesterday. However, some idiots decided to block my path and try- keyword try- to flirt with me. Unfortunately, they weren't good men, they were men who thought I couldn't fight so I proved them wrong. Lurking in the shadows was the Captain of Squad 11, Zaraki Kenpachi, who loved the smell of bloodlust seeping from my aura. He too, wanted a fight, an honourable one.

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The heat of the summer in the Seireitei was getting to me, and I was sweating my ass off. Tending to the wounds of those two-bit wannabe captain soul reapers had ruined my mood for the day. My captain, Unohana-sama, had stationed me in the barracks of Squad 11 to tend to the injuries of members who participated in the small skirmish that happened yesterday. It was definitely not fun, mostly due to the men ogling my appearance. Unlike most soul reapers, I did not wear a traditional Shihakushō with long sleeves; instead, it was cut short and covered my shoulders. I did wear a haori over it, but due to the summer, I opted not to today. I also had some buttons opened to let my body breathe. Most of the men who were staring me down were quickly shut down by a simple flex of my muscles; my biceps were not playing, and they were begging to be wrapped around someone’s neck to hear the crack.

Ugh, what was I thinking? If my captain heard my thoughts, she would definitely shut them down, reminding me that I am now a healer and no longer a warrior or even a scientist. I continued walking down the alley and saw a group of men approaching me. I rolled my eyes at their snickers and giggles—they sounded like a group of middle school girls around their crush.

"Hey squad 4 bitch!" One of them yelled out as they got closer.

I was now trapped by four men who were staring me down like I was a piece of meat. I arched my eyebrow and looked at them, beckoning him to continue.

"Women from Squad 4 seem to be very skilled with their hands; wanna prove that to me?" One of them said, his crooked teeth and unruly eyebrows made me want to gag, but out of professionalism, I kept my calm.

"Hey, bro, it would be easy to just bring her with us; it's not like she can fight back; she's just a healer." The other said this while smirking, while keeping his eyes on my breasts.

With a small smirk, I finally spoke up: "What makes you think we of the 4th squad can’t fight?"

"You are healers; you probably can't even punch for shit, hell even-"

I cut him off right there and sent a hard punch to his nose. He went flying back and caused the dirt to cloud around us.

"Can’t punch for shit eh? How's that?" I said, grinning at the pool of blood forming around him. "Maybe that ‘weak’ punch fixed your crooked ass teeth." I said, quoting the ‘weak’ part with my fingers.

"Why you little bitch!" One yelled out, lunging for my neck.

I was too proud to pull out my Zanpakuto, so I blocked him with my bare hands. The other two tried lunging at me while I was occupied with the first, but they failed due to my legs kicking back and twisting around them. I changed my stance to an offensive Melee-style fight. I focused my strength on hand-to-hand combat and lunged at the three. Luckily, the fourth one that I punched was knocked out, lying in a pool of his blood. I laughed at their pathetic excuse of a battle and immediately released some of my spiritual pressure, causing them to buckle and kneel at my mere presence.

I chuckled at their horrified expressions. "You call yourselves Squad 11 warriors? How disgraceful. Now if you wish to die by my hands, I would happily comply; if not, then get your sorry asses up and run while you can."

Not even a second passed, and the three picked up their knocked-out friend and ran for their meagre little lives. I noticed the lurking figure watching the battle in silence a while ago, but I didn't speak to him until now. I knew who it was—the captain of the 11th.

"How long are you going to stand there and gawk, Captain?" I said, smirking at his shadow. "How come you didn't stop your men from attacking a woman like me?"

"I was about to step in, but after that punch, I knew you got it. Who are you, woman? And why aren’t you in my squad if you are so strong?" He said this, stepping out from the shadows and standing in front of me.

"(Surname) (Name), Captain Unohana Retsu’s first line of defence, scientist, and ex-soldier." I said, holding my head high to meet his dark eyes that seemed to pool with desire—a desire for battle. I know that look because, back in the day, I had those same eyes.

"First line of defence? Ah, you must be that girl who was that weirdo’s researcher in squad 12." Captain Zaraki said, grinning.

"By weirdo, I'm assuming, Mayuri-sama. Yes, I was head of microbiology research." I answered.

"So a scientist, healer, and warrior, or ex-warrior? Why refer to yourself as that?"

"Captain Unohana said to leave my warrior mindset behind because I’m now a healer. The only time I can truly show myself is when the 4th Squad barracks are attacked. Since I'm the first line of defence, my job is to destroy the intruders and protect the people. Or, in certain instances like this, where I am surrounded by rapey-looking men," I answered, scowling at the thought of the peasants who dared to speak to me earlier.

Captain Zaraki hummed at my answer, acknowledging the logic behind it: "You have a cocky look to you, darling. Yet, you still hold respect to refer to people with proper dignity."

"I'm not a beast, sir." I give my respect to those who have earned it. And you have earned it with your battle prowess."

"Test that respect." He declared.

"Excuse me?" I was honestly puzzled by his statement.

"Fight me and test me to see if I deserve your respect. If I lose, you can call me as you like."

"I think it's highly inappropriate to fight a captain, and I'm not supposed to." I responded quickly, trying to persuade him.

"Fight me; it's an order, woman." He said it with a small growl.

"I know this isn't about respect; you want to fight me because you're bored."

He chuckled and said, "I live for battle, sweetheart, and I enjoy a good fight more than anything. And you are bringing some fun into this summer."

"Please, captain, this is highly unprofessional. I can’t-"

Before I could finish, she had already pulled his Zanpakuto out and swung it at me. Without missing a beat, I immediately ducked and went behind his large frame.

"Please sir! I can't break my rule. Unohana-sama will-"

"I’m attacking you, aren't I? You are not breaking any rules; you are defending yourself. Bring your sword out and fight me, woman!" He cut my pleading off and turned to swing at me again.

I pulled my Zanpakuto, Homura, out of its sheath and blocked his swing, grimacing at his brute strength.

He laughed maniacally: "There it is, darling, that look in your eyes! That bloodlust! Come on!"

"Tch, you are killing me here, Captain Zaraki!" I pushed him back with my sword and grinned at his shocked expression at my strength.

"Oh yes, I'm going to have so much fun with you!" He lunged back, grinning.

I manoeuvred my way around him, blocked his futile attempts, and cut some of his back and chest in the process. He was coming at me nonstop, and I was getting tired and sweating even more because of his great strength. So I decided to put an end to this fight. I pulled away and placed my sword horizontally in front of my face.

I let out a breath. "Kokoro O Moyase, Bankai: Homura Suryastra!"

Searing flames surrounded the blade and the area surrounding the attacker. Colours of red, orange, yellow, and blue burst from my aura. I immediately lunged at Captain Zaraki while he was busy looking at the beautiful flames. His guard was down, and I kicked the back of his knees very hard, punched his gut, and caused him to kneel. I asked Homura to relax the flames while I pointed the sword at his neck.

"Had enough Zaraki-taichou?" I teased, smirking at his kneeling form.

He looked up at me with blood spilling out of the corner of his mouth and said, "For now, yes, for life? Never. Oh, how I wish you were in my squad; I would never let you go."

My cheeks reddened either from the heat of my Bankai or from the words of the man panting and smiling at me.

"A deal is a deal. Speak my name without the honorifics; you deserve it." He praised her, standing up.

"But I can’t possibly—" I tried exclaiming before he cut me off with a sharp look.

"Okay, Kenpachi." I spoke his name softly, liking the way it felt on my tongue. "Please allow me to heal your cuts; it's the least I can do."

He nodded and ushered me to follow him to his private quarters.

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I stood behind Kenpachi, stitching up one of the deeper cuts I made. I apologised to him earlier for cutting him up, but he said that he took his scars as memories of great battles. He urged me to only stitch him up so he could relish the experience of the fight.

I ran my fingers over the stitched-up wound and felt his chiselled back tense at my hands. I mumbled a quick apology and moved up and off the engawa to stand on the grass in front of us. I stood between his legs and found the gash on the left side of his chest. I grabbed the antiseptic and dabbed it on the cotton before placing it on the wound.

He hissed at the feeling and wrapped his large hand around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest. My hands were fisted, and they rested on his collar bones.

"Sorry, it always burns." He groaned.

"It's alright; I don't quite like the feeling either."

He didn't push me back or remove his hand from my waist; he just waited for me to continue. So I did. I pressed the cotton again, and he winced at the burning sensation, squeezing my waist slightly. To console him, I bent down and blew some air at the burning wound. His muscles relaxed, and I started stitching him up once more.

A gentle silence blessed our presence, and I sighed, "You're all good, Kenpachi."

He hummed and removed his hand from my waist. "(Name), what do you feel when you fight?" He randomly asked, trying to entice a conversation. He removed his strapless eyepatch with a grey border and awaited my answer.

My cheeks slightly reddened at the use of my name: "Umm. I would say it was a thrill. Like a rush of adrenaline and pleasure. I always win. So it's an absolute blast watching them fall to their failure."

He shifted his eyes around my face and did not respond to my question. I met his eyes, and I saw a familiar look. The look of desire. But not the one that I saw when we fought. No. This one was different.

"Kenpachi? What’s wro-" My question was shut off.

His large hands wrapped around my neck gently and pulled me to his level. His warm lips met mine, and my eyes widened at the sudden action.

I pulled back and said, "Kenpachi, this isn't right!"

He smirked and yanked my arm to pull me forward. His arms grasped the back of my knees and wrapped my legs around his toned waist. I gasped at this movement and looked at him.

"Why is it not right?" He asked, smirking slightly.

"Well, because I-I-" My words weren't coming out because I couldn't think of an excuse.

"Hmm? Tell me (Name)." He whispered.

I didn't respond.

Kenpachi chuckled. "That's what I thought, princess. I’m going to ruin you."

His hands grabbed my chin and brought my face closer to his. His lips met mine once again, and this time I didn't object. I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, moved my lips with his, and sighed into his touch. His warm tongue slipped into my mouth, and the kiss got deeper and much more passionate. Being a tease, I bit his bottom lip, to which he growled and moved back.

"You are going to regret that, baby." He whispered in my ear.

His hands went to the back of my head and pulled my hair back to give him more access to my neck. His lips bit, sucked, and kissed every area he could find on my neck. He found one certain spot, and I let a breathy moan out. He smiled against my neck.

"Pachi please-I-"

"Say it. Say it, sweetheart."

"I need you."

He growled and immediately got up, lifting me with him and connecting his lips with mine once more. He walked away from the garden and closed the shoji door with one hand. My lips didn't stop moving with his. I wanted more and more of this man.

He walked towards the bed and laid me on it before pulling back and attacking my neck once again. His hands unbuttoned the rest of my uniform and removed the top. His lips met my chest, leaving his art behind, sucking and licking at my skin. One of his hands went behind my back and unclasped my bra. He ripped it off of me, and I moved my hands to try to cover my chest.

He stopped me and said, "Don't you dare, woman. I want to touch and see all of you."

Kenpachi's mouth moved towards the top of my left breast, leaving a dark bruise behind. His tongue slipped out and licked the peak of my hard breast. His lips latched on, sucking, biting, and tugging on the sensitive flesh. My hands tangled in his mid-length hair, pulling every now and then. One of his hands moved to the other breast, kneading it and swiping his thumb on the nipple.

"A-ah~ Pachi, please." I begged him to give me more.

"Patience, baby, I want to feel every inch of you." He whispered against my skin, moving his lips down my naked torso.

He pulled down my pants and threw them on the floor before moving down and leaving kisses on my inner thighs. His thumb brushed my clothed pussy and I moaned at the feeling.

He grinned and said, "Fucking hell, (Name) you’re soaked." He moved his head between my thighs and swiped his tongue upwards on my clothed warmth. My hands immediately grasped his hair, and I sucked in a deep breath.

"Want me to clean you up, love?" He whispered, his lips ghosting over my black panties.

"Mmm yes."

He swiftly pulled my panties off, and his tongue met my clenching cunt. The tip of his tongue met my swollen clit and he moved it around, causing me to moan and writhe below him.

"That's it, pretty girl, fall apart for me." He groaned before latching on to my clit. He sucked hard. Pain and pleasure clouded my mind, and I pulled at his hair and closed my thighs around his head. His room was full of unholy sounds, but Kenpachi most likely thought of them as music to his ears. His lips pulled away from my bundle of nerves before he lowered the tip of his nose so he could tongue my entrance once again. He ran his wide, flat tongue against my core. The heat of his mouth felt so good at my core that I felt myself clenching at nothing.

Taking note of this, Kenpachi slipped two of his fingers inside of me easily. "Look at that, pretty. You take me so well; you want all of me, love? You want my cock? You want me to fill you up?"

I quickly nodded without any hesitation; my walls pulsed under his thick fingers.

"I want to hear you say it, darling. Don’t shy away now. Where did all your fighting go, eh?" He said this while thrusting his fingers upward and curling them to brush against my spot.

"Please pachi! I need- fill me up; I can't- please i need you in me." I looked at his lust-filled eyes looking up at me, I begged him to fuck me, to make me see stars,

"You ask so nicely, princess." He whispers while pulling his fingers out. My cunt clenched at nothing, begging to be filled once again. Holding my jaw, his mouth smashed into mine, again distracting me from his action of removing his trousers. I was met with the taste of my cunt lingering on his tongue, and I was getting more and more impatient, writhing for his cock in me.

Reading my thoughts, Kenpachi rubbed his hardened length against my core, spreading my legs even more. His tip teased my clit and I dug my nails into his back, which he groaned lightly at.

"Careful, don't pull my stitches." He said this while he continued teasing me.

"Kenpachi, please stop teasing me i- ahh~" My pleading was cut off by the feeling of him lining up against my aching hole.

"You want this pretty? You want to be fucked senseless, my little warrior?"

I nodded, struggling to bring the word ‘yes’ to my mouth.

"Say it. You want my cum in you, baby?" He prodded, trying to get me to beg even more.

"Yes! Kenpachi, please paint me white. I swear I’ll do anything."

He chuckled and said, "You are just perfect for me, aren't you? A strong woman who can bring me pleasure in battle and in bed."

I hummed at his praising words, moaning now and then at the feeling of his tip at my pussy. "Yeah," he rumbled, sliding his seeping head slowly to me. "Yeah, that’s it."

I felt the stretch of him inside me, and I bucked my hips, trying to get more of him. He laughs: "Impatient, aren't we?"

Kenpachi pulled back before sliding into me so fast that I couldn't help but release a scream. He sat fully inside of me, stretching my walls out as they clenched around his length.

He grumbled into my neck, "Pretty little pussy. Hm~. All mine. Mine to breed. Mine to fuck."

My nails scratched the muscles on his back as he slowly started thrusting. I locked my legs around Kenpachi's waist, the stretch of his girth becoming more and more heavenly. He let out a groan at the feeling of the tightness. A loud moan left my lips as he went even deeper, his hands gripping my waist so tight that it would likely leave bruises.

"So g-good, Pachi, please, moree-" I breathed out, pleading.

"Yeah?" He groaned, smirking, enjoying the view of me begging.

He moved. Harder. Faster. With every thrust, I jolted, and another lewd noise left my mouth. I was seeing stars as he fucked the living hell out of me. His fingers moved to my sensitive nub, rubbing to try and get me closer to my climax, all while reaching for his as well. The stimulation immediately made me clench harder around his cock, to which he responded with a groan. He buried his face in my neck, kissing and leaving bites while still moving.

"Say my name. I want the entire Seireitei to hear it." He whispered on my skin.

"Ken-Kenpachi!" I yelled, feeling a knot form in my stomach. His name echoed off the walls of his room.

"Yes-yes, that's it; you're so perfect, my little warrior. Mine. Mine. Mine." He growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

Taking my lips into his own, we came at the same time, moaning into each other's mouths and muffling the unholy sounds. His seed coated my walls, making me feel so full. He kept thrusting, helping me ride out my high. He pulled out, and I shivered at the feeling of emptiness. Kenpachi gently moulded his lips with mine; I nibbled on his bottom lip, and he pulled away with a gentle smile. He took in my flushed cheeks and blissful expression before kissing my forehead. He moved down to look at the flesh between my legs, smiling at the mess.

"You look so pretty like this—more prettier than when you fight." Kenpachi whispered while kissing my inner thighs. "I’m stealing you. You're mine now."

I chuckled at his possessiveness and ran my hand through his jet-black hair. "How can I go anywhere? You said it yourself: we are perfect for each other. However, I do need to get back to Squad 4 barracks; my captain is waiting for me."

He groaned and cursed under his breath before lifting me over his broad shoulders and saying, "Not yet. Let's take a bath, then you can go."

I couldn't resist, so I ended up taking a nice, warm, lavender-scented bath with him. Kenpachi helped me get dressed and led me outside, walking with me to the gate of the 11th squad barracks. My legs were on the verge of failing, and I was sore, so Kenpachi wrapped an arm around my waist on the way there.

He kissed the side of my head, his lips ghosting over my temple. "Come over tonight. I’m not done with you yet."

My eyes widened, and I nodded my head as he chuckled at my reddened face. He gave me one last kiss, and I walked out of the 11th Squad area.

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I hummed a song while walking through Captain Unohana’s quarters.

"That happy? Was healing those men really that fun?" I turned to the voice to see Captain Unohana smiling at me.

"Umm, I-yes captain!" I said, standing tall. She hummed and walked past me, asking, "Is that so? You smell like him, (Name). Lying to your captain isn't a good thing."

My eyes widened, and I tried to explain, but she was already gone. I sighed and continued walking to my quarters for a quick nap. I plopped on the bed, staring up at the ceiling and smiling like a madwoman at what just happened with Kenpachi. If showing my bloodlust would cause him to fuck the daylights out of me, then I would show my bloodlust every day.

That night, when everyone was asleep, I did end up going back to Kenpachi’s, looking for more and more of him, whilst he happily obliged.