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✧ summary to preserve the existence of y/n's clan, she is forced to wed the twenty-eighth head of the kuchiki clan—byakuya kuchiki.

✧ content warnings reader is described as a black woman who uses she/her pronouns. clanhead!reader x captain!byakuya. bleach verse au (no manga spoilers) byakuya is a noble, so they'll both be speaking as such. lowkey giving royalty au vibes. told in first POV — reader's. tropes included: arranged marriage, childhood rivals to lovers. usage of c*nt, missionary position, fingering, nipple play, praise and breeding kink, primal play, terms of endearment — blossom, my love, etc. plot with smut, fluff, and a touch of angst if you squint hard enough. lengthy, but the build up is worth it and necessary!

✧ author's note i don't have much to say, but here's to adding more bleach men to my roster. i knew i wanted to write for byakuya because that's my baby daddy, and now i finally have this idea i hope you guys enjoy. support me by reblogging, liking, and commenting your thoughts. i would greatly appreciate it. ♡ MINORS AND BLANK/AGELESS BLOGS - DO NOT INTERACT.

I must make my days do, lazing around in my private chambers as I am bound to a marriage I wanted no parts of. Especially not with Byakuya Kuchiki.

Lord Byakuya, as he prefers me to call him.

Because I am the current and possibly the final head of the L /N Clan, I am forced to complete my duties as such. Those duties entailed me following through with my grandparents final wish: get married and keep our family name alive.

Which I have no issue with fulfilling.

My dreams are filled with having children with a man that loves me. To extend our family and grow old together where our souls will find each other in another life.

However, I hadn’t planned my marriage to be an arrangement that I wasn’t aware of because of an agreement our grandfathers had prior to me being born.

It’s shocking, honestly. More so, ludicrous for them to think this was okay. But I just couldn’t deny my grandfather. Not when his palm was in mine, lacking its warmth that’s usually there due to his near passing.

I remember tears staining my cheeks and a smile gracing his when he made his final request for me.

That was two years ago. Now, I am married. Have been for almost a year and every day I dread my decision.

How could I possibly wed a man as cold as Byakuya Kuchiki? We barely speak. We sleep in separate chambers. The most we see each other is during dinner because it would be ridiculous to have the servants prepare us food at different times. But even so, the silence and tension always remains deafening.

And to make matters worse, we have yet to consummate our marriage.

This is something I cannot possibly do on my own. He may or may not be attracted to me, and I am convinced to assume the latter because he never utters a look in my direction.

It’s shameful how he treats me. The words he spoke to me the night of our ceremony is a constant memory I do my best to forget but cannot.

I’m officially married. Not the way I expected to be, but what other choice do I have? Grandfather has died and I made a promise to him to marry and bear children to keep the L /N Clan everlasting. Even if that meant being forced into marriage with my childhood rival.

As we sit side-by-side next to each other, bowing and thanking all of our guests for their blessings, I feel the coldness radiating off Byakuya. Of course, one of us has to be graceful and fake smiles while greeting everyone, so I am left to the task.

Byakuya? He doesn’t hide how dissatisfied he is with how this night is going.

To an extent, I understand. Forcing to wed after the loss of his wife, Hisana, is not ideal. Despite it being centuries since her soul has passed, I’m almost positive the heartbreak is still present.

Maybe tonight reminds him of her?

“Byakuya—what is the matter? Is everything alright?” I inquired. I turn to face him and await a response.

The squareness of his jawline catches my attention and I think how it was carved by the gods themselves. I’ve known Byakuya since we were both children, and seeing the fine man he has grown into today never ceases to amaze me.

His profile is… beautiful. I’m mesmerized by the softness of his pale complexion and how it contrasts with the darkness of his raven colored locks.

The further I stare at him, the more heat floods underneath my cheeks and my mouth watering at the sight of his beauty.

But when he finally speaks, all of the emotions I’ve felt have completely diminished.

“Do you feel no shame being forced into a marriage where your partner feels nothing for you?”

Since then, I’ve kept my distance from him. I remember the pain that pinged my chest when processing the words that left his mouth. I remember rushing to my chambers after the ceremony and crying until it felt like a million shards of glass were piercing them.

Yes, I feel ashamed. But I never expected Byakuya to be so direct with me. He’s certainly not the young boy I remember growing up with. Where we would make everything into a competition.

Our swordsmanship. Our knowledge. Our abilities. Whatever can be turned into a challenge for us, Byakuya and I competed.

That led him to be a captain of the Gotei Thirteen and twenty-eighth head of the Kuchiki Clan. And me, the twenty-third head of my family. I initially wanted to enter the Shin’ō Academy along with Byakuya, but I chose to stay with my family and oversee our medicine and agriculture.

However, even when he entered the academy, he always made time to see me because we were friends before any juvenile competition we made.

So why can he not see his wrongdoings in our marriage? Could he at least try for the sake of me fulfilling my duties?

All that keeps me company are movements of the servants coming in and out of my chambers, along with the river that flows past my view.

As always, dinner is silent.

Byakuya has returned to the manor after attending his captain duties, and this is the only time of day where I see him. He is stripped from his formal wear and has been dressed in a simple dark blue yukata that has specks of cherry blossoms scattered across the garment.

If I didn’t loathe him so much, I could take my time appreciating how handsome he looks while being in the comfort of his manor. His locks are released from the kenseikan he wears that symbolizes his nobility as the head of the Kuchiki Clan.

I occasionally steal glances at him while he eats, and yes, while I do despise being in this forced marriage just as he does, I can’t help but be captivated by him.

My lady parts wouldn’t allow me to deny the attraction.

As I watch my beloved husband, I think of all the sexual acts I would like for him to do to me. Please me in ways I could only imagine he can do. Make love to me and whisper in my ear how breathtaking I am.

When I look at Byakuya, I think of all the times I’ve spent time with Lady Kyōraku and she tells me how madly in love she is with Captain Kyōraku. How well he treats her, and even with his demands in his new position, they spend much quality time together.

She even graced my ears with a few details about a picnic session they recently had where it led to activities that typically aren't done out in public.

I wonder if my husband will ever be reckless enough to do an act as obscene as that.

Not likely.

I hate quiet, especially while we eat together. What is the purpose if no words will be spoken amongst each other? No eye contact. No going to bed together after we have finished. Why?

Why am I not able to be served dinner in my private chambers? Surely, I can make a request for this going forward.

Or… perhaps there is a different way for me to get him to speak.

I take a sip of my cremè sake before clearing my throat. “How did your day treat you, my lord?”

“It was fine,” he responds, flatly. Should I be shocked that he didn’t lift his chin when speaking to me?

“There is something I would like to discuss with you.”

“It can wait. I’m not up for discussion at the moment.” His dismissive tone has annoyance leaching onto my flesh, and I feel like I am on the verge of exploding.

“Perhaps it cannot. I would like to discuss something with you, my husband.” The authority in my voice grabs his attention and finally, he looks up at me and catches my hardened gaze.

He deeply sighs, sitting down his bowl of rice and chopsticks. “What is it?”

“Maybe we should… begin the process of annulment.”

His face remains calm. Expressionless, like I always remembered. Does he care enough to show a reaction to me asking for a cancellation of our marriage?

This shouldn’t be a difficult decision for him, so why is he taking his time to respond?

The longer I wait, the more his lack of response bothers me. It’s not similar to before, where the quiet was filled by the sounds of us eating and the servants coming in to check on us.

No, it’s the silence where if he does not speak, I will make the decision for him and walk out and permanently leave the manor.

I think of all the conversations I’ve had with Lady Rukia, his younger sister. And Renji, his lieutenant, about how I should be patient with Byaykuya. That, eventually, he will come around and warm up to me being his wife.

But how long?

How long would it take for us to share a chamber? For us to act like we’re in this agreement together? For him to look at me with the same attraction I have for him?

How long?

It possibly couldn’t be more than a year.

This is not the Byakuya Kuchiki I grew up with. No, I wasn’t in his life those five years he was wedded to Hisana due to my own family issues. Maybe I could’ve been there for him and witnessed his change that caused him to be so apathetic.

However, this cold man that sits before me… I don’t know who he is.

“Is there someone else you’re interested in?” He finally speaks, breaking me from my musings.

I draw my brows together, confused at his accusation. “Are you… insinuating that I am having an affair?”

“We’ve been wedded for a year. No acts of intimacy have been done between us. Now suddenly you—”

“Because of you!” My voice roars, interrupting whatever nonsense that he was about to spew.

I refuse to allow him to put the blame on me for the stillness in our marriage. I have tried, time after time, and all I am met with is a man that constantly rejects any type of advances I attempt to provide him.

So, I continue.

“I have given you a year, Byakuya,” I begin, standing over him. He looks up at me and again, his expression remains undetectable. “The day of our ceremony, I have accepted that I will be your lady, and on that night, I was prepared for consummation. But what did you do instead? Humiliate me in front of all our guests with your trivial question!”

My chest heaves an adrenaline I haven’t felt in a while. Maybe even never, however, leave it to Byakuya to rile me up this way.

“If you or anyone thinks I will bear children with a man that looks at me with utter disgust, then you all are sadly mistaken.” Are my last words to him before I rush out the supper room, tears threatening to fall, reminding me of the night we wedded.

I feel like such a fool. Disgrace descends upon me and my mind quickly goes to my grandfather and the words he spoke to me on his deathbed. Be strong, child, and fulfill your duties as the current head of the L /N Clan. Bear beautiful children with Young Byakuya and fall effortlessly in love.

Oh, grandfather. What am I to do? I can no longer stand to be in this marriage. Not like this.

Not with Byakuya.

By this time already, I had returned to my chambers and began preparing for bed. I allowed my emotions to get the best of me tonight, so some sleep will do me good.

But my suggestion of annulment will continue in the morning.

Just as I was moisturizing my body, a knock at the door interrupts my nightly routine and I immediately grow annoyed.

I know it isn’t one of the servants checking on me. They know when I don’t want to be bothered with. So that leaves the man that’s responsible for my current state of mind.

Ignore him, I say to myself. He’ll think I’m asleep and eventually leave. But no. He barges into my chambers, unannounced, and shuts the door behind him.

“Excuse me. I don’t recall giving you permission to en—”

“Do you think this is easy for me?” He asks, paying no mind to my protests. “Being… married to you.”

I turned my back to him and continued with the task I was doing before he interrupted. “Save me the boredom and keep it to yourself. No need to further remind—”

“For a year… I have been… fighting these emotions. These… feelings that have been forming in my chest at the thought of you being my lady.” His admission shocks me… but I remain quiet and stare at him intently through my mirror and allow him to finish. “Do you wish to know how I feel about you, Lady Y/N?”

My chest slowly heaves up and down and I hold eye contact with him. “How?” I breathed.

“You interfere with my routine. Daily… weekly… monthly. Just the thought of you has my mind spiraling.” He moves closer to me with every word he speaks. “A noble. A clan head such as myself, loses all sense of control with just a whiff of your scent. Your jasmine scent that drives me utterly insane. I simply cannot act with honor when I’m around you, so I purposely choose to ignore you.”

“But… why?” I questioned.

“Because you are you, my lady. You may think I don’t keep my eyes on you, but I do. All day… every day. I… watch you sit by the river and simply smile at the sight of nature. From a distance, I hear how kind you are when you speak to others. It’s… enchanting.”

I slowly release a breath and swallow a thick gulp. “So why is that you don’t speak to me? If I’m, as you stated, enchanting?”

“Speaking is not what I wish to do with you when we are alone,” he admits. Arousal rushed between my legs at the true meaning of his statement.

“It is hard for me to believe that you have an attraction toward me, Lord Byakuya.” As if my words triggered him, he takes long strides to close the distance between us.

“Perhaps it’s because you do not look at me the way you look at others. I, too, should be questioning your attraction toward me.”

I stand to meet with him, but fail miserably due his tall frame towering me. Still, I stand firm with my gaze. “Others such as who?”

“Shūhei Hisagi,” he deadpans.

“You’re being ridicu—”

“That smile… Your eyes… The look you give him… you have never looked at me that way before. He personally delivers the newsletter to our manor, which he doesn’t have to, but he does for you.”

“Are you… jealous? Of the small interactions I have with Hisagi a few times throughout the week?”

It is hard for me to believe that the honorable Byakuya Kuchiki himself is getting flared up over a platonic friendship between Hisagi and I.

Sure, there may be a chance he feels more for me than I know, judging by how his cheeks stain a light pink color when he delivers the newsletter.

But in no shape or form do I feel the same way, and I would never stoop as low as stepping out in my marriage. Even if my husband treats me like I am a fly on the wall.

Though, now, as he stands before me, slightly flustered, nostrils flaring, and a pinched expression—Byakuya is in fact—jealous.

I do not know how to feel about this, but I do know it is better than the distance I was getting before.

“Does this,” he grabs my hand to slip between us so I can feel his hardened erection, causing me to suck in a breath, “feel like I hold no attraction to you?”

“Byakuya,” I barely said above a hushed tone.

He presses his forward against mine, whispering, “Everyday… I curse myself for these feelings I have for you, to the point where I attempt to avoid you yet fail horribly because I can’t help but watch you from afar.” His hand gently runs up and down my arm, and this bit of contact burns warmth to my flesh.

“I feel wrong. Felt, wrong for having such feelings for you, knowing my late Hisana has passed away. I thought my heart went along with her illness, however, you returned to my life unexpectedly.”

I lick my lips before asking, “Are you saying you… love me, my lord?”

“I desire you, my lady. Crave you in ways that make me want to act animalistic.” His lips ghost over mine before he falls to my neck and inhales heavily. “I’ve always wanted to know what it is like to have you on my tongue. To hear you beg for me to give you more than what I am giving.”

“My lord… please.”

He shushes me. “Your beauty is beyond words. I have… never seen a rich, deep, golden brown complexion such as yours. You hold yourself with grace, but I know you’re a minx underneath these silk garments.”

He begins trailing faint kisses along my flesh until meeting with my face once more. I stare at him and take advantage of his ash-colored hues that resemble the sky on a cloudy day.

I don’t recall ever being this close in proximity to Byakuya. I’m enthralled by the smoothness of his skin and the color of his lips that reminds me of a thousand cherry blossoms.

I want to kiss him. I, too, also want to know what it feels like to have the taste of him on my tongue. Just—

“May I kiss you, Y/N?” The octave of his voice, slightly lower than usual, breathy with a touch of desperation… it does something to my core.

His cheeks flush red and my eyes widen at the sight of him. It feels like this is a fantasy, a moment I thought I would only see in my dreams. He is completely vulnerable, stipped down to where he forgets the formalities and calls my name. He is like this for me because of me.

When he is like this–I do not loathe him.

“You may.”

Byakuya gently presses his mouth against mine, our lips merely touching as if he is skeptical about what he is doing. He pulls back to look at me and I know desperation is shown on my face. And I know he feels the same.

How he engulfs my arm with his hand, applying immense pressure to show his desire for me tells me so.

My breaths are staggered. I’m thinking, what will he do next? Will he turn around and return to his chambers, regretting this moment ever happened? No. He does not.

He caresses my nose with his, breathing me in before meeting with my lips once more.

This time, he cuffs my face and deepens our kiss. My hands latched onto his wrist to hold him in place because I will not allow him to show any skepticism once again.

Byakuya takes his time exploring my mouth, but a touch of eagerness is shown when his tongue slips inside of me to get more. Heat hums throughout my body and I feel wetness pooling between my thighs due to the lack of under garments I am not wearing.

Is this what it feels like to kiss him? Is it normal for my limbs to grow weak? As if he read my thoughts, he sweeps me off the ground and wraps my legs around his waist. Our heads move side-to-side in unison while we devour each other’s grunts and moans.

We head in the direction to my futon and ever so lightly, he lays me down and pulls away from me.

“Strip for me.” His order is soft but filled with dominance I can’t be anything but submissive to.

I untie my silk robe, slowly until it falls off my shoulders and bares my body. His eyes… where I know Byakuya to be calm and collective during battle, right now a beast rages through him, and I am his prey that he is ready to feast on.

My legs spread, revealing my sex that is moist beyond measure. A growl forms in the pit of Byakuya’s stomach and it spreads chills down my spine.

He palms my breasts while gazing at me and I shudder from his touch. I could believe that this is in fact a dream, but it is not.

No longer than a second later, and he pinches my nipple between his fingers.

“My lord,” I softly cried, arching my back.

“You are art, Y/N.”

“Address me as your lady,” I demanded.

“Apologies, Lady Y/N.” He leans forward to press a quick kiss to my lips. “Is there anything else you would like for me to do?”

“Strip for me as well,” I instructed, teasingly.

His yukata drapes low on his hips and I am met with his slender build. Squared shoulders. A trimmed waist. And an abdomen where I would enjoy rubbing my wetness along that leads to what will bring me pleasure tonight.

He stands to completely remove his garments and my mouth floods at the sight of him. His groin, hard and veiny, drips liquid that I’m yearning to taste.

Byakuya, as expected, is well trimmed, but leaves just enough hair, perfect to my liking.

He’s much larger than I imagined. A size I need time adjusting to, that’s for certain.

“Am I up to your liking?” He quips.

I hum, tugging my bottom lip between my teeth. “Perhaps.”

The smallest chuckle, almost faint, escapes his mouth. “Perhaps…” He mocks, catching onto the lie that I uttered.

He kneels down before me and sucks my lower lip into his mouth while he widens my legs even further to bring pleasure to my cunt. Those slender fingers, so long and delicate, slip inside of me and I mewl at the slight intrusion. He massages my walls as if he is exploring, attempting to familiarize himself with how I pulsate around his fingers.

I break our kiss to moan his name, and my lord takes advantage of the opening to plunge his tongue in the back of my throat and sink deeper into my cunt.

I never expected Byakuya to be well equipped with his fingers this way. Those same fingers that are used for battle are currently being used to bring me to my release.

Soon, his lips find the valley of my breasts where he leaves bruises on my flesh with teeth. I whimper so pathetically, shocking myself at the sound that leaks from me.

He sucks on my nipples greedily, like a starved man that’s hungry for his lover, and this time, I let out a moan of his name.

“Byakuya…”

He looks at me through his lashes and firmly grips my breast. “Remember, my lady. Address me as your lord.”

“I am sorry, my lord. Please… I can no longer wait. I want to come.”

“Where is that fire that was present earlier? Begging?” I clench around his fingers at the sound of him taunting me.

He flickers his digits quicker inside of me, pulling such obscene noises from my cunt that mingles with my moans and his praises in my chambers.

Byakuya, this time, does not kiss me. No, instead, he ogles me and gently holds my chin in place where I am forced to watch him deliver me a release I’ve been waiting a year for.

There was a time where I thought he didn’t have an ounce of attraction to me, and now here he is, pleasing me in a way I haven’t been before.

“Oh, Lord Byakuya… I… I’m about to come. I feel a release coming,” I purred.

“But I have barely touched you, blossom.”

I latched onto his wrist and rolled my hips to meet his fingers thrusting inside of my cunt. “I—I know. I’ve been waiting for this… for so long.”

“You’ve fantasized about me bringing you pleasure?” I nod, causing a small smirk to form on his lips. “Tell me more, Lady Y/N. What else do you want? Would you like my shaft inside your tight cunt?”

“Yes.”

“Tell you how breathtaking you look while being filled with me?”

“Oh, yes. Yes, Lord Byakuya.”

The faintest, most gentle kiss is placed on the side of my mouth and I feel the tension at the bottom of my stomach unraveling.

“Are you prepared to bear my children? To have my come flooding your cunt until it drips out?” He ghosts over my ear. “Will you take me?”

“Bya… kuya…” My orgasm suddenly crept onto me and I’ve created a mess on his hand.

I throw my head back and moan to the gods above. I can’t stop shaking and he continues to pump his fingers inside of me.

For a year I thought this man loathed me, but tonight I am proved otherwise.

Lord Byakuya has described himself as a madman when he is around me, and it is shown when he doesn’t permit me the time to come down from my release before guiding his cock to my entrance.

I look between us, anticipating the moment he enters my body and wondering how I will take him.

He attempts to push himself inside, but is met with interference and clicks his tongue. Frustrated at the constriction of my cunt because his cock is aching to feel my walls.

“I see she is as stubborn as you are,” he taunts.

I slyly smirk at him. “Giving up—Ohh…”

Byakuya does not allow me to finish my retort before giving me one long thrust between my folds to completely stuff me. My brows knits together at the slight intrusion and hint of pain that’s mended by my wetness.

I’m… stretched. How could he fit? He’s so… big. Large. I feel his veins pleasurably grazing me when he slowly begins to pull in and out. My cunt molds around his cock like he’s all she knows and I gasp with every movement.

My thighs are pushed back so he could see all of me, to see how I’m swallowing him whole. He swears underneath his breath and seeing Byakuya so vulnerable like this has me pulsating.

“You… are amazing, my lady. This cunt of yours… It's perfect,” he declares. “For a year you have been keeping this from me?”

“More, my lord. Give me a bit more.”

“So desperate for my come, are you?”

I eagerly nod and grip his forearms to take his pounding. He wastes no time acquiescing to my request, increasing his thrusts to pull such lewd noises from me.

I’m almost embarrassed by the loudness of my dripping sex. I’m practically making a mess on my futon and I’m mortified that the servants will need to replace my sheets.

Again, his mouth and hands are back on my breast, sucking and circling my nipples until they ache. Byakuya alternates between the two to show equal amounts of love and I have never felt so overwhelmed.

He drives into me with so much passion while marking me with his teeth and alleviating the pain with his tongue.

“When I breed you, you will be completely mine, my love. You will be full of me, carrying my child,” he rasps, rutting into me with more force. “How many will you give me?”

I gasped. “As many as you want, Lord Byakuya. Just please… make me come again. I feel it approaching.”

“So come for me, blossom.”

His thrusts are harsher than before. The head of his cock repeatedly presses my sweet spot and I feel the spark of electricity tingling in my lower back. My breasts are still occupied by his mouth, but they move obnoxiously with the rhythm of his poundings.

I cry his name, scream to my lord how wonderful this feels and tears prick the corner of my eyes. His free hand that was on my breast moves to thumb my clit to aid with my near release.

Byakuya moans soon joins mine to tell me how my cunt squeezes his cock, nearly strangling. And if it were to lose circulation, I would be the cause. But does he not feel how he throbs inside of me?

How he hopes to breed me so we will be bound for life?

“You asked me earlier… if I love you. Would you still like to know?”

“Yes, Byakuya. Tell me… do you?”

“I do,” he simply answers. “Since the day I saw you staring at the river and smiling at the water flowing. How could I not love you?” He brushes his lips across mine and lowers his voice. “How could I not love you after having you like this? Having your beautiful body, every dip and curve bare underneath me?”

“Lord Byakuya… I’m coming.”

“And you sound beautiful when my name drips from your lips. Continue calling me your lord until I have filled you with my come.”

Over and over, he rocks into me at a frenzied pace, causing my orgasm to burst out of me. Tears stain my cheeks and arousal prickles my flesh from my overwhelming release. However, Byakuya does not let up until his thrusts are uncoordinated, indicating his own climax.

Coming together as lovers for the first time after our ceremony has me seeing stars in my chambers. His load… it’s heavy. Hot and sticky. It mingles with my own come and creates a mess between us.

Lord Byakuya, too, is a vocal lover. He comes down from his own release and whispers how ethereal I am. How he would never grow tired of pleasing me and filling my cunt.

But it’s the delicacy of him brushing my coils away from my face and placing soft kisses on my cheeks that causes my heart to skip a beat.

An hour has already passed, and we have been basking in each other’s presence. His embrace is comforting. It provides me with a warmth that was well needed to fill the coldness beside me when I slept alone at night for the past year.

“I’m sorry,” he says, breaking the silence.

I know the reason for his apology, but ask anyway. “For what, my lord?”

“For the discomfort I have provided you since our engagement. You didn’t deserve that… Before anything, you were a dear childhood companion of mine and I treated you horribly.”

His kind words move me. I place my palm against his cheek and look up at him. “We can discuss it some more later on. For now, I would like to enjoy your company. Is that okay?”

He kisses the top of my head and pulls me further into his arms. “Of course, my lady… Of course.”

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byakuya kuchiki x black!fem!reader

"Be a good girl and don't make a sound," your fiancé softly spoke, walking up to as you sat in the bed.

"Ain't ya' squad here?" you whispered, looking at him.

"Do you want the others to hear you?" he looked at you and you shook your head.

"Good girl," he slightly smiled, looking at you.

Today you decided to visit your fiancé after another stressful night day of work. You knew that he was a bit tense and you knew just how to help him, but what you didn't know was that the members from his squad would be at his house. Figuring out how they were going to attack the enemy. This was a major surprise because usually they used Ichigo's place.

He slowly pushed your body to the bed and slowly climbed on you, placing his lips on your neck. He began to softly nibble and suck on the side of your neck as he slid your top down.

His hands slid down to your sides where he slid down your shorts. He unbuckled his jeans and grabbed his dick from his boxers and began to slowly tease you.

"Byakuya..." you softly groaned, placing your hands on his chest.

"Uh uh," he looked at you, giving your lips a peck.

"Silence..." he added as he continued to tease you.

You wanted to let a soft moan out, but you knew what would happen if you broke his rule. Slowly, he entered himself into you and began to thrust in and out of you in at a rough pace.

"Damn..." you muttered into your hand as he roughly thrusted in and out of you. You were trying your best to stay quiet, but you couldn't.

"Byakuya. Damn, I can't hold it in," you quietly whimpered, looking at him.

"Shhh princess," he softly spoke, giving you hard and rough thrusts.

You felt the rush and urge to scream, but you lifted yourself up a bit to softly bite onto Byakuya's collarbone, "dammit..." you cried into his collarbone, feeling him go deep inside of you.

You felt your body began to shake slowly as you felt him roughly hit your spot, "fuck!" you shouted, feeling the tears fall down your face.

"Imma about to cum," you whimpered, looking at him.

"Go ahead princess," he softly spoke.

Together, the two of you released and went inside the bathroom where the two of you showered together.

He gave you one of his shirts and you wore it with your pajama shorts as you heard Renji shout about the food being ready.

"I see that the two of you had fun..." Ikkaku smirked at you and Byakuya as you took a seat on Byakuya's lap.

"I guess," you tried your best to act clueless, taking a bite from your food.

"You guess?" Rukia raised her eyebrow.

"That's not what we heard..." Renji lowly spoke, looking at the ground.

"what'd you say Renji?" you looked at him and he shook his head.

"Nothing, nothing," he gave you a fake smile.

"What he meant was, 'fuck!'." Ikkaku shouted, causing you to punch his arm.

"Don't hit me, learn how to stay quiet," he added, rubbing his arm.

"I told you to stay quiet, now we're going to try again," Byakuya whispered in your ear, his hands sliding down to your thighs.

"And this time there will be silence," he added, sending shivers down your spine.

⌨ ◠ ⌗stfu tori is speakin' ;; ❞

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diorsbrando · 2 years

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YOUR PRESENCE IS A GIFT. ( b.k )

pairing ! ━━ husband!byakuya kuchiki x captain!fem!reader

cw ! ━━ minors do not interact. reader is black and thick coded but you don’t have to imagine it that way. reader is also the new captain of the 3rd division of the gotei 13. just pure intimacy and fluff. undertones of nsfw. mentions of nudity. suggestive/explicit scenarios like bathing together. teasing if you squint . passionate kisses. hints of domesticity bc they’re married. sickeningly sweet fr i love it. byakuya is sarcastic. he’s also soft n caring and very much in love under that stern façade <3 husband material fr .

word count ! ━━ 3.8k

notes ! ━━ back again letting my bleach brain rot take over :) this was another random thing i decided to write about but don’t worry, i have more ideas for him and so many more from bleach and other fandoms :) i just had to get this out of my system . also, i come back to this edit of him a lot heheh. REBLOGS ARE HEAVILY APPRECIATED!

edit as of 9/26 ━━ turned this into a self-indulgent fic as a gift to myself bc why not :)) i think i got carried away near the end. byakusosa is one of my selfships LOL happy birthday to me <3

byakuya kuchiki is the captain of the sixth division of the 13 Court Guard squads, as well as the 28th head of the Kuchiki Clan, an influential and noble family. he was aloof, stern in his beliefs and values— about himself and others. he often came off as indifferent and borderline arrogant. his skills as a shinigami were not anything to be taken lightly or to be trifled with for his spiritual pressure was intense. his combat experience and strategic compentency, including his shikai and bankai made him very strong— and intimidating.

and then there was you. you had been appointed captain of the 3rd division not that long ago, but still a while after ichimaru’s betrayal, making you the third woman who currently held a captain’s position within the Gotei 13. truthfully, you didn’t really like leadership positions, especially ones as prestigious and impressive as this. in truth, you’d much rather be led. the drastic change in environment from a lower district in rukongai to lavish and spacious captain’s quarters and becoming a high ranking shinigami still felt strange, despite all the time that has passed. even a lieutenant, third, fourth or fifth seat position would have been more appealing to you than a full-fledged captain. but unfortunately, your strengths were recognized, you were vouched for, and not one for confrontation.

the two of you couldn’t be any more different.

you were always the introverted type. having anxiety around other powerful people ( despite having tremendous power of your own ) , being easily intimidated, and not great at speaking publicly. leading a squad was a task in itself and at times, you shamefully wished that izuru could handle everything for you. but that was just wishful thinking and unfair to your subordinates.

even being a captain yourself, it wasn’t a frequent occurrence to cross paths with another captain. it was an even rarer sight to cross paths with the captain of squad six. captain kuchiki was seldom seen out and about around the seiretei— unless it was for a captains meeting, training or leading his squad when there was a force threatening the soul society or dealing with manners that were thrust upon his shoulders as the head of a great noble clan. he never had the time, or frankly the regard, to mingle or lounge about with other captains or their lieutenants.

he was a very busy man. but, apparently not so busy to spare you a glance at every opportunity he got, or to greet you whenever you did see him.

he wasn’t too busy to stand and willingly converse in idle small talk with you, despite him having “better things to do than just stand around”.

he wasn’t all that busy to spare himself a little break from his paperwork and drop by your squad’s barracks within the seiretei. he’d flash-step into your office, effectively startling you and causing you drop the paintbrush and parchment in your hand, both of them rolling off your desk and onto the floor.

your other hand was clutched to your chest, in a feeble attempt to stop your racing heart. “shit—captain kuchiki! you startled me.”

standing up from your chair to retrieve your materials, you didn’t miss his subtle eye roll. “i offer my humblest apologies for disturbing you.” sarcasm dripped from his smooth, monotone voice; it became his favorite way of speaking when addressing you. when you looked back up at him, you saw that his face remained stern and expressionless, but there was a ghost of a grin wanting to tug at his lips.

he followed you on your way back to your desk. you could feel his unwavering stare burn a hole in the back of your head and suddenly your captain’s robes felt sweltering.

you cleared your throat awkwardly as you got yourself situated back in your chair, his strong, intimidating figure looming over you. “what can i do for you, captain kuchiki?” there was a certain emphasis you inadvertently placed on the word captain, that made the raven-haired man’s eyebrow twitch.

“i thought i told you, when we’re alone, you may call me byakuya… my love.”

byakuya kuchiki was capable of being rather tactical in his flattery, knowing exactly what to say, how to say it, and when to say it. he didn’t bother trying to hold back the small smirk the moment he noticed you shifting in your seat. he found you even more adorable when you were flustered and physically unable to handle any affection he threw at you— especially when it came unprompted like just a moment ago.

“i-i’m just …. trying to remain professional. you are aware we aren’t at home you know.”

he hummed in reply before placing a medium sized object on your desk. he leaned closer to your ear and purposefully lowered his voice as he spoke, “the servants prepared a special meal today, but it seems you’ve neglected to take it with you.” his countenance never wavered still, but there was an undertone in his voice that suggested something else. something that made your stomach churn and butterflies erupt from their dormant cocoons.

you stared at the bento box blankly, trying to think of how to respond. another one of captain kuchiki’s skills included causing the words in your throat and within the walls of your mind to wither away and die. byakuya secretly reveled in the way you visibly shuddered when he further closed the distance, letting his soft lips brush against your cheek. it was having a greater effect on you because he was usually never this….coquettish outside of kuchiki manor. or even the master bedroom the two of you shared.

“so, you... came all the way here to bring it to me? byak— captain kuchiki, this is v...very unlike you.” you corrected yourself as you gripped the writing utensil in your grasp tighter. a gentle, baritone chuckle erupted from his throat, vibrating the very skin cells on your epidermis. it was a uncommon sound, and your ears—as well as your warm cunt— cherished every moment of it.

“is that a problem? i didn’t realize there would be such issues when i’m just trying to take care of my wife and making sure she’s…well fed.” the words ‘my wife’ sounded so good coming from his mouth, even several years after you’ve tied the knot. like the sweetest honey and vanilla dripping from a mouth-watering pastry, the endearing but inherently possessive nature of those two words lit your stomach aflame.

with an unexpected but delicate dip of his right hand onto your lower back, his pillowy mouth finally came together and laid the most tender kiss upon your cheek. byakuya made sure to let his lips linger a little in order to allow the tip of his tongue to fleetingly glide against your skin. his teasing, half-smile threatened to grow wider when his sharp gaze drank in the sight of your back slightly arching in his touch, and the sound of the tiniest whimper you just weren’t able to contain.

normally, it was you who had the greater affinity for byakuya’s affection during nearly all hours of the day, but this was certainly different— a good different, obviously. you couldn’t help but wonder if something happened that was impactful enough prompt him to do something as risky (or more like risqué) as this; you were well aware that he frowned upon any kind of public display of affection outside of the manor, and you made a note to quell your urges to get too close to him—at least until you got home. you strove to portray yourself solely as a colleague to the dark-haired man while fulfilling your duties as part of the gotei 13.

byakuya kuchiki, as a captain and the head of an influential noble family was unapproachable, almost seeming unreachable when he displayed his bouts of power and prominence. however, byakuya as a husband was someone completely different. you wouldn’t believe the brooding shinigami who rarely smiled and took his job entirely too seriously, was also the same man so desperate for your presence that he would leisurely come visit you, in the middle of the day while on duty.

and he was careful as well; the moment he sensed even the slightest modicum of someone else’s spiritual pressure, he’d reinstate the appropriate distance between the two of you, much to your protest when you nearly whined out his name. the urgent slam of the door to your office cut off your words.

your lieutenant izuru made a sudden appearance in the room, effectively startling you for the second time today. “captain, forgive my sudden intrusion but your—” the blonde’s nervous, lidded eyes then flickered over to the captain of the 6th division, who just stood silently a few feet away from your desk. his head was slightly lowered, and his muscled arms crossed over his chest.

“c-captain kuchiki! your being here is certainly an... unexpected surprise. to what do i owe the pleasure of you coming to visit squad three’s barracks?” izuru was as respectful as ever as his kneeling position shifted a little to show his respect to another superior officer.

“it is nothing for you to be concerned about, lieutenant. i was just about to take my leave.” he responded in his signature, stone-cold voice. before leaving, he nodded his head in your direction as a farewell. maybe it was the incomparable speed of his movements, or the way his figure blurred as he used the flash step to make an exit, but you could have sworn, you saw a small simper on his lips.

damn him, you cursed him in the back of your mind.

damn him, as you continued to reminisce on his little visit for the rest of the day. your skin still remembered the featherlike touch of his slender fingers, the ghostly trail of his lips and very presence imprinted on your mind, causing your subordinates to give you worried glances when you made a certain expression; they even asked you if you were in pain. was it that bad?

damn that byakuya, as he stood roughly across from you during a scheduled captain’s meeting. you could hardly focus on whatever head captain yamamoto was saying about finances, when all you could do was discreetly stare at the clan head passively listen to what was being discussed. you felt yourself grow increasingly frustrated at him for not paying you even the slightest bit of attention— not even a glance. but your feelings were misplaced and irrational. your own words from earlier rung out in your mind’s ear: “you are aware we aren’t at home, right?”

when the day finally came to a close, and all the captains were formally off-duty, you hardly even got out a ‘have a good evening!’ to the rest of your squad before taking your leave, leaping from roof to roof, in an effort to reach kuchiki manor quicker.

upon your arrival, some guards were already standing at the main, grand entrance to the estate, and welcomed you back with a rigid bow and a uniform greeting. “welcome back and good evening, lady kuchiki!”

replying to them with a nod of the head and an absent-minded hum, you didn’t hesitate to inquire on your husband’s whereabouts. “has byakuya returned yet?”

one of the guards spoke up as they returned to their upright posture. “yes, the master returned a little while ago. he should be in the bath by now, considering the time.”

with an affirmative nod of your head, you maneuvered your way throughout the expansive property until you reached the designated part of the mansion where the bathing rooms were. a servant was already present preparing the soap and shampoo that they would be using today.

there sat your lover, already bare in the tub that was designated as his. his hair was tied up in a messy updo style (a scarce sight for anyone unless it was in the bath), and his strong, muscled back facing you. after all this time, seeing him so...exposed will always awaken the butterflies in your stomach and the heat in your core. he wasn’t even looking at you, or saying anything, but byakuya was still able to make you so nervous you. he was effortlessly handsome, and had an imprint on your body and soul that would last for an eternity.

without turning around, byakuya noticed your unique but familiar spiritual pressure and greeted you in a deep, velvety voice. you swear you could pounce on him right then and there.

“welcome back, my love.” he slightly shifted his head to the side as he addressed you, the small, cheeky grin he’d been wanting to sport all day truly glimmering within the walls of his own home, and in the presence of his lovely wife.

that’s when you noticed that only one tub was ready and filled with warm water, and that was the one that byakuya was currently lounging in. the temperature of your face rose exponentially when you realized what it meant; you could practically see the smug undertones of his expression.

then, your skin was overcome with a sudden sensation, causing your figure to shudder with poorly concealed delight. you had been wanting to get close to him in a more intimate setting all day; you’ve been dying to touch him, to hold him, to kiss him, and it must have been obvious because one of the servants that were preparing the soap and petals— wait, petals? how come? — cleared their throat with a silent question, asking for permission to disrobe you for the bath.

eagerly obliging, you let them take off your captain’s jacket and shinigami robes before departing to fold them neatly in your bedroom, leaving you in nothing but panties crafted from the finest linen (byakuya spared no expense when it came to you) that was now becoming drenched in your arousal.

slipping the piece of fabric off and letting them fall to your ankles, with the help of byakuya’s outstretched hands, you let him guide you into the spacious tub, and sink slowly into the lukewarm, slightly translucent water. pink petals from one of the many cherry blossom trees on the estate’s expansive property waded around your body.

you were slightly confused on what the special occasion was, since the two of you didn’t normally bathe in together in the same tub, but you definitely weren’t complaining. the soft, content hum that escaped your lips was music to your husband’s ears. byakuya let the hand that was encasing yours drop to your back, gently tracing the indented line of your spine with his lithe fingers, while the other strong arm pulled you directly onto his lap; you both let out a quiet hiss when your extremities made contact with one another. his quickly hardening cock was now sitting directly under your wet folds.

“byakuya...” you keened, gliding your soapy hands up his lean, muscular chest until they circled around his neck. you shifted closer to him on his lap, causing his muscles to tense and his hips to twitch in an upwards motion, but he kept his composure, as always. “what’s all this for?”

the ebony haired man stared at you incredulously for a few moments before shaking his head. you would have thought he was annoyed with you if it weren’t for the endearing smile on his lips or his rough palms that were now affectionately resting on your waist and right cheek.

“are you so busy and scatterbrained that you’ve neglected your own birthday?” his voice was soft, so soft and tender, you weren’t sure if you’ve ever heard his voice get so delicate before.

your eyes widened in epiphany at the realization. today was your birthday, you’d been so busy with papers, and the new recruits, all these meetings—you had hardly left your office. byakuya bringing your lunch to you this afternoon made even more sense now. you were surprised that you’d even forgotten about it, because for the last few weeks, you’ve been excitedly chattering about it in his ear, not-so-subtly dropping hints as to what you wanted as a gift, having a good feeling that he’d get them for you, despite looking as if he didn’t care enough to listen. but when the day finally arrived, it had just…. came and went.

a low, hearty chuckle graced your ears as byakuya placed a soft peck on your nose. he was thoroughly amused at the look of confusion on your face. “silly woman…it’s as if your senses have escaped you the moment you awakened and are just now returning to you.”

you could hardly let out a giggle before byakuya— quite impatiently, as a matter of fact— closed the gap between both of your mouths and let your lips mold together, your bodies converging as one under the dim lanterns in the washroom. the kiss was slow, but the slow kinds of kisses were your favorite; it allowed you to really taste him, to get lost in his touch and his almost inaudible groans—it allowed you to drown in him.

the emotion that byakuya poured into your being through a mere but passionate gesture was almost too much. your senses were clouded with his scent and his presence, it was enough to make you weep as you tried to reciprocate at least a fraction of your own love in return.

it wasn’t obvious, but his sheer adoration, devotion and loyalty to you far outweighed yours.

he was first to break the kiss, regrettably so, for his lips that were coated with your saliva still brushed against yours. “happy birthday...my beautiful sakura flower.”

your already glassy eyes widened a fraction of an inch at the unique name, never hearing him say that to you before. your chest sparkled and crackled with a tingly feeling you couldn’t quite discern. your mind’s ear hyper-focused on the one meager phrase, so much so that didn’t feel the tears freely rolling down your face until byakuya used the pad of his thumb to softly wipe them away. why were you even crying? you weren’t sure, but all you knew was that your heart was soaring.

“hmm, not only are you hopelessly distracted, but it seems you are a bit of a crybaby too. annoyingly sensitive.” byakuya’s countenance was completely serious as he teased you with a fondness in his tone that only you knew. it was one that elicited a soft chuckle from your throat as you nuzzled into the open space on his neck, mumbling a barely audible shut up as you adjusted your weight.

the clan head underneath you let his head loll back a little as he let out a soft groan. “we should go back to the room now, where we may continue your birthday.... celebration in peace.”

when you didn’t stir at his suggestion, your husband put his lips directly on the cartilage of your ear, his breath tickling your ear canal and causing you to shiver in his firm grasp. “my love,” he coaxed you in a deeper, sultrier voice. there was a dominant edge in his tone, effectively pulling your attention back to him and made your empty cunt clench around nothing, “all the gifts you’ve been hinting at are there waiting for you. and, i have one last, personal present to give you...”

as an emphasis on the word ‘personal’, byakuya let his hands move downwards to hold your voluptuous ass, and experimentally rolled his hips against your dripping core, giving you both the amazing gift of friction that your bodies had been craving. before you could even stop it, a whimper-like moan bubbled up from your lungs, your need for him skyrocketing at an alarming rate.

he blessed you with another lazy, roll of his hips, his cock brushing against your folds and dragging against your clit, this time with a reassuring squeeze on the globes of your ass. “you do want it, don’t you?”

“y-yes....” you replied breathlessly. “want it...so bad. need you ‘kuya.” he let out a self-satisfied hum before scooping you up from under your thighs and standing up from the tub. you let out a yelp at the sudden cold air engulfing your body, stray petals sticking to both of your wet skin.

locking his slim waist in between your thighs, you felt yourself swooning at just how strong the captain of the 6th division actually was. stepping out of the tub, he made haste to your shared master bedroom with you in his arms, not caring that much if one of the servants saw you; he knew they wouldn’t dare speak a word anyway, unless they wanted to lose their jobs.

your husband also made haste to attack your neck in an unrelenting flurry of kisses the closer he got to your room. “tell me, darling, what is it you need? or rather who is it you need?” he murmured against your neck, each kiss growing more fervent than the last, causing you to whine at the feeling of his tongue gliding across your skin after each kiss. “hmm? use your words and let me hear you.” he demanded softly, expertly and swiftly opening the door enough to slip inside and closed it behind him.

“i..i need you, ‘kuya....you, only you.” you muttered in his ear, earning you another hum of approval. the quiet praise was more than enough to satisfy you.

finally detaching himself from your deep, walnut colored skin, he hovered over your form on the soft bed, your long, braided hair that was tied on top of your head coming undone. seeing you sprawled out beneath him like this, so patient and needy for him and him alone, spurred something primal in his gut. he was beyond grateful that fate had aligned itself in such a way and allowed you to end up here with him, forever his, he forever yours. he didn’t think he’d ever feel like this way again, but of course you were full of surprises; he constantly found new things and reasons to fall in love with you. and on top of it all, it was your special day today. byakuya was overcome with the urge to give, and give, and give until you were so brimming with his love for you, until you couldn’t take it anymore.

he knew he wasn’t the best with words all the time, but he was certain his actions more than compensated for it, in everything he did, especially when it came to loving you. byakuya smiled to himself a little —a grin probably missed by you because it was so inconspicuous—when he pondered on what your reaction would be when you figured out that he took the liberty to clear both of your schedules for tomorrow, so you can spend the whole day in each other’s presence.

it wasn’t even his birthday, but the best gift that captain byakuya kuchiki could ask for, in this life or the next, was staring right back at him with hearts in her pupils.

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kkeidawrites · 1 year

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Spring rolled through the Seireitei, the infinite trees of cherry blossoms littered almost every barrack. The pink petals were almost everywhere, some piles covering an entire road or entering your clothes in locations you probably wouldn’t notice until you undressed; it was insane.

The Kuchiki manor, known for their large cherry blossom trees, the servants hated this time of year. The grueling hours that it would take while cleaning up the small pink petals all throughout the season were going to be long and strenuous.

A young male servant wiped his brow as he used a broom to sweep the petals into as a place to lean against a moment. There was a bag by his feet, it was used to push the petals into and be properly disposed of.

“Another year of these little things.” He mutters, disgruntled.

The sound of panting and running feet came towards the man, and he turned his neck to see another male servant coming up to him. The running man comes to a stop in front of him, his sweated brow noticeable as he catches his breath.

“Did you hear?” He questions. The one with the broom raises a brow.

“Hear what?”

“Lady Kuchiki has just interrupted a meeting with the elders!” He tattles and broom man gapes in disbelief.

“I know Lady Kuchiki is quite bold, but with the elders?” Broom man says perplexed.

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This entire meeting was ridiculous.

The setting was a quiet and uncomfortable affair, the room’s atmosphere growing thick in tension.

The Kuchiki elders had arrived early in the morning to discuss some unimportant matters related to the clan’s future. Their ‘visits’ were always never what they were really there for originally, it was just to keep an eye on the current clan head.

Byakuya sat on his knees, poised and quiet as he was taught when in the presence of the elders and his chronic frown stared bored at the three elders sitting in front of him.

His grandfather, Ginrei, sat on the far right of the room, watching him closely to make sure he didn’t say something out of place. The old woman in the middle was his great, great aunt on his mother’s side of the family. The old bat, was in control of the family affairs and whom you would meet to ask for marriage into the Kuchiki clan. The final old man on the left, a distant uncle on his father’s side controlled all the finances and wages of the servants who worked for the family and was head of the employment department for the clan.

“It would seem that once again you have allowed the mansion to be run amuck of any captain and lieutenant of the Gotei 13. Surely, you forget that the Kuchiki manor is not a ‘hangout’ spot.” The old aunt berates Byakuya.

Byakuya almost rolled his eyes. It was not his fault that the Shinigami Women’s Association kept appearing in his home, or the fact that they kept finding different places to have their little meetings within his manor.

“I’m fully aware that my home is not a place for parties and solicitors. I have already spoken my complaints to the head captain.” Byakuya answers back in annoyance.

“Typical. Yamamoto is not going to worry about such things such as that, especially if it comes to our family.“ the old uncle said acidly.

“And what of this woman of yours? Has she finally put her family’s affairs aside to begin her duties here as the Lady of the House?” The aunt speaks up again, a brow raised.

“My wife,” Byakuya corrects the woman with a glare.

“Has no reason to worry about what happens within the house. Such duties are historic and tired. She has helped more beyond our home than any women in the past. You forget so quickly that Hisana was the same way.” Byakuya defends and the aunt scoffs with a turn of her cheek.

“She surely spends money like she’s not the Lady of the House.” The old uncle said.

“Money that is hers alone. Money she made without the help of her family. Do we forget about what family Y/n reigned from?” Byakuya questions and the elders are quiet.

“My wife’s ‘duties’ is what she will do on her own. She’s done more for our clan and her’s that you still do not know your place.” The elders frown in annoyance.

“Watch your mouth, boy.” The aunt bites but Byakuya continues.

“Y/n has made it clear that she will do what needs to be done as the Lady of the House but she is much more important than being stuck here to only care for the household and make children. We had agreed to such a thing even before we had married. It would seem you all are becoming increasingly involved with the wrong things when you have yet to explain what you are really here for.” Byakuya said.

The elders are quiet for minute until his grandfather cleared his throat and stared down his grandson.

“Our concerns are not with you, it is-“

“You need to persuade your wife into allowing our clan to have control in her clan’s influence of the royal family.” The old uncle interrupted, his grandfather glares at the uncle.

Byakuya’s eyes narrow further into his brow.

“And just what will this greedy idea help with our clan?” Byakuya questions.

“How little you think of your own clan’s future boy. If we have just one person from the royal family on our side, we would be even more powerful than we already are.” Uncle says enthusiastically.

“My wife, nor I, will be made pawns to your greedy little game. We already are the most prominent noble families in the Seireitei, and I refuse to be involved into something that could possibly hurt our family.” Byakuya said firmly.

“You inconsiderate little-“

The sound of the shoji doors slam open, and a menacing shadow encases Byakuya’s back. The four people turn to see who had inappropriately interrupted their private meeting and they gasped quietly.

Y/n Kuchiki glared dangerously at the elders, and walked inside the tatami room her glare growing much more heated as she came closer.

Standing next to her husband, Y/n simply glances at her beloved a loving smile thrown his way then turns to the elders, folding her hands into her white and red shihakusho. Her zanpakuto hanged low on her back as she gives the elders a quiet look over.

“You. How dare you interrupt a private meeting, you must be summoned by us to-“

“It is best that you shut the fuck up right now.” Y/n cursed Uncle who gasped in disbelief.

“I think you forget who you are talking to because you have clearly lost your mind.” Y/n speaks in a calm manner.

“What-“

“Have you forgotten that Byakuya is not one of your servants but in fact the clan heir to the Kuchiki noble family? He is not some minion that will follow your orders without hesitation, he is the man who will be running this family until all three of you are six feet under, I’m actually quite surprised you haven’t reunited with your friend Methuselah yet. Kami forbid, they take you first Genrei-san.” Y/n says and the aunt is quick to stand to her feet, her face red in anger.

“You are the Lady of the House you have no power or voice to talk to us this way!”

“Oh yes, I am the Lady of the House and with my limited power, I have the power to have you removed from my house if I so choose. Right?” Y/n leans in close to the aunt with a dark expression.

“Since you all are so interested in my resume I do not mind, helping you remember who I am.” Y/n’s eyes have darkened as her butterfly locs created a curtain around her face so only her face was visible to the woman before her.

“I am not only the Lady of the House,” Y/n takes a step closer and the aunt begins walking backwards.

“I am one of the heiresses of the Shihōin clan,” another step is made.

“The oldest daughter of Ichibē Hyōsube,” she takes two more steps.

“And a captain of Squad Zero, part of the Royal Guard. I think I have the right to say and do whatever the hell I want. And since I have heard what you have been saying to my beloved,” the aunt’s back finally hit the wall behind her.

“I have made it aware to my family that the current elders of the Kuchiki clan will not have the right to attend an audience with any royal member of the royal family. That way you all will have no influence over them, no matter whose ear you whisper into.” She says.

“What?” Ginrei gasps.

“You can’t do that!” Uncle speaks up his fists balled.

“I just did.” She giggled and turns to her husband. Walking over to him, Y/n bends over and grabs his chin, which was gaped slightly and kisses him, tongue and all earning a little groan from the man once she pulled away.

“We are the elders of the family, we have to do what we must to protect the family.” Y/n bursts in a laugh as she stands back up and turns to the elders once more.

“Protect the family? By doing what? Getting your little grubby hands onto the money you would be receiving for the next thousand years? More land to cement your name into or I know,” Y/n squares her shoulders.

“You want to have the power to finally run the clan without Byakuya’s presence, so he can be your little puppet.” She says and the elders are quiet.

“Your intentions were clear as soon as I was introduced to Byakuya and I had already put in place a fail safe just in case something like this happened once I married him.” Y/n said and moved to sit in her husband’s lap who became startled out of his shocked stupor to adjust his knees to become crisscrossed for her curvy body to sit properly in his lap.

“It’s a shame really, you poked your noses in business that wasn’t even yours to bother. What you should be worried about is how the servants here are scared silent because if they speak out of turn they are punished harshly for it. But don’t worry, I have that handled since it would seem their employer needs some reminder of how a boss should act.” Y/n throws at Uncle.

“What do you mean by that?” He demands.

“Don’t worry about that. For now, it looks like I have to fulfill my duties as Lady of the House.” She clears her throat.

“Since you’ve finally shown your true colors, I’m sure you’ll you all will be receiving a little letter from the Royal Family in a few days time.” Snapping her fingers, the shoji doors were opened once more as the clan ninjas appeared in the doorway.

“I believe this meeting is adjourned, as The Lady of the House, you two,” she points to Aunt and Uncle who were still gaping at her.

“Are forbidden for a year from entering the mansion. We shall have meetings elsewhere if need be but, at this house, you are not welcomed. I wish I could make it permanent but, alas, I have such limited power. I’ll fix that soon enough.” Y/n smirks in their direction.

“Take them away please.” She orders sweetly and the ninja’s take the aunt and uncle whom of course, didn’t go away quietly. They cursed and swore at the waving woman sat on Byakuya’s lap and promised that she wouldn’t get away with this.

Once they were gone, the shoji doors closed and the three remaining in the room became quiet.

Ginrei lets out a tremendous tired sigh and closes his eyes.

“Such a fuss. Surely that could have happened more appropriately.” Ginrei said and Y/n shrugs carelessly.

“They shouldn’t have said what they said. Besides, you were happy that those two were gone.” Y/n smirks and Ginrei gives her a small smile in return.

“Indeed, however, you will have to deal with them when the year is up. I’m sure you will handle that time much more carefully.” Ginrei watches a dark grin appear on the woman’s lips and he chuckles quietly standing to his feet with a slight groan.

Y/n removed herself from her husband’s lap and walked the old man to the door. Byakuya finally found the strength and mind to work his legs to help him stand and walked behind them.

“I shall take my leave then. Lady Kuchiki,” he bows to her as Y/n bowed as well.

“You must join me for tea sometime, Lord Genrei.” She offers and the old man gives a small smile again.

“Soon. I do hope to see my great-grandchildren for a bit longer the next time I come by.” He says and Y/n chuckles.

“Of course.” Ginrei turns to his grandson and bows to him as Byakuya bowed in return.

Once he left, the married couple was all that was left and Y/n nearly skipped over to her still baffled husband.

“Well, I’m glad that is over. You know you should invite me more to the meetings, it was fun seeing them get all angry.” Y/n laughs and her husband slowly turns his head to look at her, his resolve finally returning to him.

“I cannot believe you just did that.” He finally speaks and Y/n shrugs.

“Not like you didn’t know I was this way before you married me. Maybe we will have some peace and quiet around here, you know they have been coming by twice every month?” Y/n groaned in annoyance.

Byakuya was quiet as he stared at his wife, his frown still in place and she sighed absentmindedly fixing his white scarf to avoid any eye contact with him.

“Please don’t be mad. I was just trying to help, I didn’t mean to upset you.” She mutters.

Byakuya grabbed her hands on his scarf and brought them to his lips to kiss. Looking into her eyes, he gave her a sideways grin and used his right arm to pull her close by the waist.

“Never think of such a thing, my love. I’m proud of what you did, how they were talking about you in such a way was unacceptable and you stood up for not only yourself but our family.” He tells her and a smile appears on her lips.

He gently pulled a butterfly loc and Y/n giggled.

“I love you.” He utters.

“I love you, beloved.” She says and pulls him down into a kiss.

“Shall we go and meet the children for lunch?” He asked once they part and his wife nods.

“Oooh, I hope it’s tempura, I’ve been craving it since I came in here.” She said and Byakuya smiles as he places a hand on her rounded belly. Pregnant once again and Y/n swearing to the man that it would be their last.

He hoped it would be another boy, and if it were a girl he knew she would have him wrapped around her little finger. For their first set of children it was twin boys, whom looked so much like him when he was younger but had their mother’s personality.

“Come husband, maybe afterwards, we can have some personal time together.” She smirks seductively as she pulled him by the hand out the shoji doors.

Byakuya only gives her a smile as he’s pulled down the engawa to their personal quarters.

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monstas1ut · 8 months

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BYAKUYA KUCHIKI x black!reader

Summary

__ +18 bratty!black!reader gets her guts rearranged after finally ticking off her husband, now she’s all dumb off of her husband’s dick with drool coming out of her mouth and eyes rolled in the back of her head.. and Byakuya could care less.

Content

__ black!reader, female!reader, rough!Byakuya, reader makes Byakuya a meanie pants, choking, choking with a tie, dirty talk, squirting, doggystyle, clothed sex, dumbification, oral, “good girl” once or twice, choking, overstimulation, no condom y’all are married, lace front malfunction :(

___ brown skin can be dark, light, medium color.. whatever. brown is brown.. and it's gorgeous

A/n

__ I’m back, my bad y’all

Those prominent veins were like tree roots deep in an ethereal forest. The way they connected, the raised texture of them, and the way they felt against your brown skin was heavenly. Byakuya Kuchiki had the prettiest attributes, and his veins were one of them. And as his perfect little wife, you’ve managed to memorize all of the Kuchiki heir’s perfectly natural attributes. The way his hair felt, the way his face showed little to no expression even when happy, and the way his veins would flex even more when he’d get all angry…

Who knew that the veins on his cock also protruded when his anger released above the surface. And as a perfect little wife, you had to memorize that too.

But that wasn’t all that hard when his pretty cock was stuck in the back of your throat.

The sweet taste of Byakuya’s slick precum edged you on as your tongue felt the underside of his unforgiving cock. Proportionate, long, and pretty. Those three words summed up your husband’s cock. It was pale, a contrast to your pretty brown sugar kissed skin. It was a contrast to those dark lined, glossy lips that were wrapped around it. And Byakuya loved it. Truthfully, he couldn’t get enough, and this was the exact moment to take advantage.

“Prove to me that you will cease every bit of attitude when I’m done with you, and If I sense anything other than obedience, I will corrupt your body without any remorse.”

Only loud breaths remained. Ropes of slimy saliva connected from the pink cock tip to your plump lips. Arousal hit right between your legs once Byakuya spoke to you in such a manner, and you couldn’t help but make it worse. And with bared lips and a brattish expression, you completely ignored his efforts at cutting this short. You’ve already sparked his flame at a formal event, and now you’re playing this absurd game.

Byakuya didn’t have time for it.

“Such blatant ignorance. You absolutely disgust me when you act this way. No matter, you won’t be able to act in such a manner when your pretty head is empty am I right…?” Byakuya’s voice rumbled from the depths of hell. His care and regard for your feelings dispersed into thin air the second you agreed with your conscience on being a slutty brat. The royal didn’t care anymore, he only cared about setting his woman straight, because she’s obviously lost her mind.

And with a cocky smirk etching onto your face, all while you were on your knees, you managed to try to talk. Even if you were being disciplined in this thin-walled hotel room, you still managed to conjure up the audacity… “Fuck-..”

Unfortunately it was cut short, and the thin lace that was glued to the skin on your hairline felt an enormous amount of tugging when Byakuya’s large, elegant hands gripped at the long, wavy hair. Both sides were balled up in his fists, and he pulled you forward as if you bore horns. Then, his pretty pink cockhead forced its way into your wide mouth just to shut you up once again.

“It was a rhetorical question, darling… or are you already more empty headed than before…?”

Cold as his words were, you definitely decided that you deserved this. After the raunchy attitude at the main floor, Byakuya managed to shoot a few looks your way. These looks did nothing but make it worse, and in all honesty, you knew what you were doing. But you figured the Kuchiki heir was going to drop it and go on about the day.

Being dragged back to the luxurious hotel room only to be brain fucked wasn’t anything you would’ve thought of. Byakuya’s mentality wasn’t like that, but as you drooled and breathed in with much trouble, you were obviously wrong. The feeling of Byakuya’s rock hard cock slipping down your throat with each passing thrust was exhilarating. It brought life to your pussy in many new ways. The roughness, the way he spoke, and his eyes. His dark colored eyes showed dominance that made your e/c irises turn into plump hearts.

“That’s a good girl… There's obviously potential for you to act sensible.” Byakuya hissed, his eyebrows only slightly furrowing with pained annoyance. Yet, watching you gag on his well endowed cock was soothing it oh so slowly but surely. He adored the way your eyes would squeeze shut with tears. He adored the way it sounded when his cock would hit the back of your throat. And to be honest, he’d love to hear more of your pathetic struggling. But the formal celebration needed him to speak soon, and Byakuya couldn’t miss it just for your behavior.

In a snap, you felt like you could barely breathe. The urge to gag and choke was so intense that you began to whine and flail just a little. Byakuya is usually so gentle when handling you, but the fact that your lips were touching his pelvis was indescribable. His long cock was digging deep into your soul, and you felt so dumb for liking it. Your pussy was so wet right now that it seeped through the white sundress that caressed your curves. It was a simple pairing to Byakuya’s suit which was black and white.. and he looked damn good when he finally released your bundles and leaned back to watch you struggle to breathe with saliva and precum spilling softly out of your mouth.

“Contain yourself.. speak and you will not leave this room today..” His words were like knives, but the way he said it felt like a shadow monster waiting to strike. It had given you trembles, and you obeyed him graciously. While sitting there on the cold floor, you were already regretting your actions prior. With how Byakuya’s cock was still leaking precum and pulsating.. you were in for it.

Those same bulging veins greeted you with dangerous intent. Byakuya’s soft, lengthy fingers pulled lazily at his black silky tie before he began removing his suit jacket. The idea wasn’t to completely wreck you, but as the taste of your suffering touched him, he wanted more.

“Clean it up, love…” Your husband was practically chuckling even if he didn’t fully express it. His hands gripped at his tie with thoughts roaming his filled brain. Lustful eyes stared down at you while your pretty acrylic nails glistened around his cock. Your mouth slurped up the naughty combination of precum and spit while bobbing your head eagerly. This caused Byakuya’s spicy moan to release from his throat. He’s been keeping quiet, but as he neared his orgasm, he couldn’t resist.

Byakuya didn’t want to cum just yet though.

Both of your hands were around that pretty cock, saliva dripping down your chin once again as your lips caressed him up and down. You barely even noticed the silky fabric that was being wrapped around your neck. However, the feeling of being forced off his cock was surprising. It made you gasp loudly as the thick cock slapped against your face once you let it free.. your hand eventually made its way back around it before you started to caress it against your face.

“Want it…Baby please…” it sounded like a purr, and Byakuya couldn’t resist. You might’ve been a brat today, but as he looked at you with your struggling lace, dried up spit on your chin, he only wanted to be inside of you. “Beg once more…” Byakuya’s voice sounded even more husky than before, his sharp eyes staring deep into yours.

“Please.. Baby, I want your dick so bad..”

Byakuya truly loved when you’d talk dirty to him, he absolutely loved it. He didn’t know for sure if it was the fact that you were bold or if you really just turned drunk over his cock. Either way, he loved it so much that he decided to stand up. His eyes didn’t leave you, especially since you looked so tempting while looking up at him like this. But with swift movement and your arms reaching up, Byakuya’s picked you up and took you to the hotel bed that was just the right height…

Now, Byakuya rarely puts you in doggystyle, it’s not sensual to him. However, he still wanted to teach you a lesson. So as you put your knees on the bed and leaned forward into a sweet arch, Byakuya’s hand already grabbed the tie that was still around your neck… and to think you forgot about it.

The feeling of your oxygen slightly being cut off made your pussy drool even more. His body was right behind yours and he didn’t hesitate to slide the long dress up to your torso. It revealed a pretty black thong that disappeared nicely in between your cheeks. To be honest, Byakuya didn’t care about body.. but the way your pretty brown skin was under this light… and the way your ass jiggled. He barely could contain his excitement. The heir couldn’t even control how fast he pressed his tip against your clit when he pulled the fabric to the side.

“I am going to fuck you. I am not going to make love to you because you do not deserve it… However, I do love you my dear, even if it’ll feel as if I think of you as nothing..”

Each word gave you a shock through your spine, each word felt like spikes under your feet. It all felt scary in a way because you’ve never heard your husband speak this way.. and frankly, he’s always called sex : ‘making love’. Byakuya saying he was going to fuck you made this experience all the more blood rushing. But you had no choice but to keep your back arched and control your breathing, because as Byakuya pulled you back by that silky tie, you slid right onto his pale cock. Your brown pussy opened right up for him, and your eyes widened before hazily staring at the bed frame in front of you.

“Don’t… Dont move” As calm and relaxed as Byakuya may seem, he cannot explain how hard it was to keep his orgasm at bay. Everytime he slides inside your tight pussy, he finds himself fighting against his own cock. It caused him to tighten the tie, which caused a chain reaction to your insides which also gripped around him. “You only make things more difficult… but yet, I am still married to you because I have a tendency to gain a high from your actions..”

Byakuya sounded ashamed of himself, but it went away in a swift fashion before the gushy sounds of your cunt started to echo. That sweet, pale cock was slowly maneuvering through you in slow strokes. The tiny ring of pre-cum was at the fair base of Byakuya’s cock now, however it was getting worse. With your wet pussy leaking all between your legs and his cock, the bed was slightly soaked.

“A-Ah~…B-Bya… kuya… fuck”

With a moan following the harsh swear word, Byakuya wrapped the tie around his fist once as he slightly leaned back to watch your fat brown ass take over his pelvis each time it would hit it. “Won’t my bratty wife talk filthy to me…? I’m sure she will.. yes?” With furrowed eyebrows, Byakuya shivered. His cock felt the pulsing around it, and the moans exiting from you made him release his own husky moans. His pretty, long, raven colored hair draped over your ass as he watched it bounce.

“Yes~… choke me more~… M’gonna cum so fuckin’ hard on that Dick… just keep… keep chokin’ me please~…” So pathetic you sounded, and Byakuya loved it, he ached for you to sound slutty. Sure, on the outside it seemed as if you both were all so classy and expensive, but when that door shuts it’s completely different. Byakuya urges you to lose it. He adores watching your pussy stretch out for him, and he loves when your pretty e/c eyes roll back before whining… because that’s when he knows you’re going to cum all over him.

And Byakuya loves a good mess.

“You do know it’s not over until you make a bit of a mess… right?” Byakuya practically demanded you to agree at the end, his breath running away from him as he let go of the tie, feeling as if it wasn’t doing as much justice as he wanted it to. And those elegant hands of his took hold of your neck, both of them. Oh did your pussy squirt the second he squeezed and pushed your head into that bed.

“Ah! Ah!… S-Stop… Fuck! Oh fuck~…”

Nothing but hearts were in your eyes, again. It felt like you lost vision and lost all ability to breathe as Byakuya’s cock went almost lightning fast. His hips snapped against your tight core, fighting against the pressure as your pussy gushed the honeyed substance on his cock and the hotel bed. Byakuya was purposely overstimulating your poor pussy as you struggled out moans. He didn’t care if you were all worn out and tired from the extreme orgasm, it just began.

“As you should remember… you have no authority to tell me to stop as of now. I also remember asking you to stop being a brat. You failed to listen, my dear..” Byakuya might have been a little harsh, but his words didn’t falter. He immediately turned you over on your back, his hands pulling down the top of your dress to show your pretty, darker brown areolas.

“I now will fail to listen to you as I use you like a pathetic toy” Byakuya’s voice smoothed over your ears as he leaned down gently. His hands slowly ran under your thighs before pushing them forward very harshly. Byakuya couldn’t help it, your pussy was so gorgeous like this, your body looked so precious like this. And the way his eyes trailed over your body, it made you feel just like prey. “It’s in my fucking guts… kuya…” you sharply moaned as the feeling of his cock slid right back inside of you. He pushed your legs open more with his arms as his hands were now against the bed.

“Byakuya~” with hazy eyes and drool sliding down your face, you listened to everything. Everything sounded absolutely raw. The bed frame hitting the wall, your skin slapping together, your whiny moans, his light groans, and your sloppy pussy all made this better. Curling your white toes as they stayed in those pretty open heels , golden just like your brown skin. This was the most submissive you’ve ever appeared, and the Kuchiki heir loved it.

“Damn it…” although rare, Byakuya did have to curse, it slipped merely because of your existence. He couldn’t fathom being with someone else even with your bratty little attitude. You just needed his cock, and it straightened you up. All you needed was to be pounded into, breasts bouncing prettily all with your mouth open. His veins up against your walls was all you needed right now. It made you feel dumb because that’s all you could think about.. your husband and his veiny pale cock that was beating your pussy in.

Byakuya’s cock never went this fast inside of you, and it was evident because you couldn’t handle it. With unstable moans and the constant looks at Byakuya waiting for him to give you a break, it was obvious. You kept holding your head up with a pleading face, your legs could barely stay open by themselves which is why his arms were there for support. You couldn’t even tell what was going on anymore. Everything was going blank and your mind was cock filled.

You were dumb off his cock.

Your pretty eyes rolled with furrowed eyebrows, giving Byakuya a rush. He knew he himself was close to cumming, and he could feel your insides trying to push him out. “M’gonna cum… M’gonna cum all over that fuckin dick , kuya…” you gasped in between, unable to try and stop your orgasm from peaking so hard. “Let me feel it..”

There was no need in telling you another time. Your next orgasm came rushing as you squeezed hard around him. His jaw clenched before letting out a string of clearly heard moans. His white, thick cum splashed your walls that color, and it was so far inside that when he filled you up, barely any came flowing out. His cum was so sticky and he had a good amount that came out.

You both continued to ride this high, and your whines and whimpers made it hard to not gain another hard on.

“I’m sorry.. I’m fucking sorry Kuya, baby…” you pleaded as you finally took that last heavy breath and you laid back completely. Your thighs were now able to be closed because he let you. His heart was racing just as fast, mainly because he couldn’t believe he treated you like this. It wasn’t as bad as it could have been, but he still felt a tiny bit bad.

That was mainly because you looked a bit messy now, gorgeous, but you couldn’t go back to the event looking this way. Not with a lifted lace, broken nail, and a dripping mess… but it made him smirk nonetheless.

“Apology accepted. Now, I’ll be going back to give out my speech. Behave, and do not move… I’ll be back… and if you listen, I’ll make love to you..”

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nyimasu · 11 months

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BLEACH MEN, PART 2

───── 𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝑇𝑈𝑅𝑁𝑆 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑀 𝑂𝑁

— CHARACTERS : Kuchiki Byakuya, Aizen Sosuke, Szayel Aporro Granz (+ small bonus at the end)

— CONTENT WARNING : implied size kink, wall sex, oral (m receiving), degradation kink, power play, cowgirl position, aftercare with byakuya, bdsm content (flogging, master/slave dynamics, use of a monoglove/armbinder, brat taming), cum eating, an*l, quirofilia, orgasm denial

ANYA'S CORNER : my gorgeous friend loni aka @nagumoan helped me immensely with the bonus part at the end and I can't thank her enough for it. I love you dearly, my beloved. thank you 🤍. you can find the first part here ! also stay tuned for the women version, it'll be out soon aw hope you enjoy this!

REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!

✧. AIZEN, SZAYEL — POWER PLAY

Both these men are used to be hold in high regard from everyone, whether they like it or not. But the fact is, Aizen and Szayel can put up with your attitude to a certain extent. And for that, they have different aces up their sleeves.

The ex-Captain prefers to have you between his legs, with your sinful lips wrapped around his cock. He might require your "services" at any time, even during his daily meetings with the Espada.

It isn't unusual for them to see the back of your head bob up and down on his girth from under the table, or to hear the obscene squelches bouncing back off the walls to them when Aizen shoves his hand among your locks to push your face flat against the neat bush of pubic hair, making you gag on him while the man talk with either Ulqiuorra or Tosen.

He only does so when you've been particularly infuriating. That'one of the ways he uses to shut you up and convince you to take what he mercifully gives you without complaining.

And when it happens, he doesn't even let you touch yourself as you pleasure him, oh no.

He rather prefers to have you choke on his cum when it paints your mouth white, with your arms restrained in a leather armbinder behind your back. The Espada would look at you, unfazed, when you tilt your head up and press it against his thigh when their boss simply says,

"Open your mouth. Let me see."

You oblige, sticking out your tongue to show him how much of a good girl you can be if he can be reasoned with. Then you swallow with a smirk he reciprocates.

"Now, what do you have to do next? Don't make me repeat myself."

As Aizen proceeds to take off the restraint device, you immediately sit on his lap, waiting for him to wrap up the meeting and continue your business elsewhere.

All while you're covered in nothing but a flimsy replica of his white jacket, of course, so that everyone can see how your nipples push against the fabric and the arousal gushing down your legs soak your partner's trousers.

The one who enjoys the view the most is Aizen himself, of course, even if Ulquiorra doesn't disdain it so much, either.

The same sort of minimum decency can't be assumed of Szayel, however. If you push his buttons, he will strike back twice as hard. You can be unnerving if you put your head to it, and that the Espada can't stand.

So, whenever you're within reach, he'll push you against a wall face first. Do you think he cares if someone sees you? You've been down that road with him countless times. No one is safe with him around, especially you.

"Still want to run your mouth like that, slut?" a sudden sting of pain has you grasping for air, and you turn to see the pink-haired Espada holding the black cat o' nine tails whip he just hit you with.

Maybe it's the voice, his eyes sparkling with sadism or the fact that you're so exposed to others. Either way, a moan crawls past your lips before you can catch it.

And that pushes Szayel to press his body against yours while the flail ravages your skin one, two, three times. The Arrancar thinks he's finally found the instrument which will keep you in place for good.

Jokes on him. You're enjoying your punishment a bit too much. "Oh, Szayel," you coo at him, ass pushed against his growing erection as you grab him by the wrist and raise the whip until it brushes your cheek. "Do you really think such a tiny thing will scare me? Try again, oh perfect being."

Needless to say, after that he's quick to shred your dress to pieces and bare his cock oozing in precum, just to then coat it in your wetness and enter you altogether.

His height consumes the space behind you as he bends over to bite your ear lobe, hand around your throat when he growls,

"And you really think that I'll let you off the hook with just a whip? I'm just getting started with you."

✧. KUCHIKI BYAKUYA — HANDS

Just to stare at him in awe while he takes your hands in his in the intimacy of your bedroom feels like a dream. He has a scorching obsession for your hands, so tiny compared to his.

But to have one of his thumbs stroke soothing circles on the back of your nape while your fingers grab the base of his girth to guide it deep inside you? To moan softly with him when your chest collides with his, thighs pressed on either side of his, at the feeling of it caressing your walls?

You're so tight around him that to accommodate every inch of his draws a breathless string of whimpers out of both.

Everyone is well accustomed with Byakuya's calm manners, with his gray eyes analysing every fraction of their surroundings. And what about the fact he has no desire to be physical with no one but his loved ones?

His true colors escape many souls, except yours.

His resolve to be as collected and serene as possible with you is always wiped out by your touch on him. One brush, and the Captain crumbles, his love scattering and flying around you like a cherry blossoms' storm.

"Easy, my petal. Take your time. I'm in no rush today." a little smile tugs at his lips, but it's nothing compared to what he's truly feeling. To seethe with affection, to be kissed by the intense kiss of adoration... all because of you.

What Byakuya is unaware of yet, however, is that you're also deeply enamoured of his strong grip on you. The moment your ass finally meets the warmth of his thighs, you let out a sated giggle and look at the man under you while you push his hands upward to rest on your butt. Stars dance in the corner of your eyes.

"Y-yes." you stutter, so focused on gaping at his gorgeous face that you almost forget what you're doing.

Byakuya makes sure to remind you that, and his taut muscles under you tense when he shifts position to straighten his back. Now with his shoulders flush against the headboard, the Captain starts to push his hips upward to meet yours in earnest. A whimper even escapes him as you crush your forehead against his, kissing him to steady yourself as he picks up the rhythm.

He's losing his decorum. Again.

Kuchiki Byakuya has you chanting his name pretty soon as he keeps fucking you from under, and you come undone around him just as quick. He lets you make a mess of the sheets — he cares little about such trivial things — and helps you ride out your high with heart-shaped eyes. So, so pretty.

He's a goner, and it doesn't take long for him to join you in the bliss of the moment.

Half an hour later, you are both in the bathtub. You love to have a nice bath before bedtime (the innocent one) and the head of the Kuchiki clan loves to indulge every little habit of yours.

You carry the scent of cherry blossoms in your hair when you lean forward Byakuya, eyes sparkling with love when you tuck a strand of his long, wet hair behind the ear.

Your touch sends electricity down his spine, and before you know it he has scooped you in his arms, giggles filling the air as he places you on the bed to kiss you gently.

Being his lover is the greatest gift you could ever receive, and for you to give yourself completely to Byakuya speaks of unconditional love he treasures as his most most beloved treasure.

✧. BONUS — ANAL SEX

Little reminder: these men love, love being physical with you and sometimes, a few of them will push you over the edge. To almost destroy your every bit out of lust and love, including your ass.

It's theirs to worship, and some of them includes the likes of: Kenpachi Zaraki, who'd take you from behind while his big, strong palms of his hands impact against your ass, spanking you until the skin cracks open and you're nothing but a mess of trembling limbs, sweat and incoherent moans under him. His cock fills you to the brim every single time he's inside you, but to be so full that you beg for him to spread your ass cheeks further for him to ram himself into you deeper is new. And Zaraki enjoys every second of it.

And what about Bazz-B? This troublemaker is always pointing his fingers at others. Man, he does it for a living.

So imagine his surprise when you bring up the wet dream you had about him and that specific scenario. As you talk, you can literally see the gears in his brain spin and bang against his skull.

The Quincy has you on all fours in a second, and his first finger is already prodding your other entrance when he adds the second one. Years of training and use of his abilities left a trail of calluses on them and they press against you as you try to turn, but his other hand grab a fistful of your hair to push your face flat against the mattress.

"You gotta be a good girl and take the heat for me, hm? Come on, I know you can", he whispers and a string of spit trails down his lips and onto his fingertips.

Occasionally, Muguruma Kensei would enjoy it, but only if he's in the mood. You'd have to talk him into it through and through, since he gets annoyed easily by situations he hasn't complete control over. But a few strokes of your fingers around the '69' tattoo on his chest do the trick, and the man flips you over to slip his tongue in the tight ring of muscles above your pussy. It's gushing, your arousal dripping onto the sheets as your whimpers caress Kensei's ears. Oh, and if he feels like going the extra mile, he'd also press a thumb on your clit as he eases himself in you. Overwhelmed by the new angle, you both look at each other. It's hunger, what you see in his gaze, and he groans in your neck just as hungrily as you swallow his dick deep into you with every deep thrust he gives you, ready to stop at the first sign of distress.

But once you relax and he gets the gist of it all, he'll be the happiest man ever.

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neesieiumz · 1 year

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narcissus ⸻ ⭃ b. kuchiki

synopsis ⸻ ⭃ clumsy little thing, aren’t you. captain kuchiki won’t stand for that, you know?

warnings ⸻ ⭃ 18+ minors do not interact. sm*t. spanking. punishment. established relationship. dom/sub relationship. black-coded reader. afab reader. female anatomy. honestly i see him as a brat tamer but my skill level isn’t there yet so we’ll settle for this. fingering. reader is byakuya’s assistant in this as well. reader is a clumsy person as well. he’s a man that demands for perfection so here we go!

writers notes ⸻ ⭃ sobs. please don't put that fuckass l*bel on my shit anymore. it's so discouraging knowing the reach this is supposed to have to get dismissed. anyways... also thank you so much to @retroanimeandotherthigs for beta-reading!! I also literally wrote this in one day, as most should know. I'm only on episode 103 of bleach and he, shinsui, and kisuke have been HEAVY on the mind. I am currently planning a threesome fic with kisuke and yoruichi

word count ⸻ ⭃ 2.2k

Clumsy little thing, that’s what everyone thinks whenever they see you. Constantly trailing after their leader, holding a bunch of papers that end up on the floor two minutes after holding them. As everyone watched the two of you, everyone wondered why exactly the stoic-like captain kept you around. Not only did you constantly drop paperwork, but it was also a common routine for you to bump into someone, especially while holding important paperwork. It caused you to constantly apologize, gathering the papers before continuing your journey to your captain’s office.

“You’re late,” was all he said, squeaking as you slid the door open slowly.

You silently cursed to yourself as you stepped inside the office, holding the jumbled papers you were tasked to deliver to his office.

You had thought he would still be in his meeting with the other Captains, leaving you with just enough time to rearrange everything before he could see it.

“My… apologies, I ran into someone…” you trailed off, not knowing what to say to the idea of you running into someone again, and messing up the papers once again.

He glanced up from what he was looking at before, the familiar impassiveness evident in his eyes.

“You ran into someone…?” His voice took on dull sarcasm before his eyes glazed down at the obviously ruffled papers in your hands.

You stumbled for a bit, nodding your head, and pressing the papers close to you. He sighed, before gesturing for you to come closer, not before telling you to lock the sliding door. At first, you almost didn’t move, but you knew he meant business each and every time he spoke, and he didn’t like to waste his breath. Slowly, you took a few steps towards him, soon ending up in front of his desk. With no words exchanged, he motioned with his finger for you to come around the desk. Nothing but the sounds of your soft footsteps and the rumples of paper echoed through the spacious office. His eyes stayed right on you as you walked around the wooden desk, his body turning as you stood right in front of him.

Once you stood there, he held out his hand, expecting the papers he told you to bring. Accepting your fate, you slowly pulled them away from your chest before placing them right in his hands. As he shuffled through them, his long fingers grazed the creased, crumpled folds of the files.

“This is the fifth time you’ve done something like this.”

You squeaked, closing your eyes, “my apologies, Captain Ku—”

“Save it.”

You closed your eyes, immediately shutting your mouth, and looking away from the man as he placed the papers on his desk. Your fingers fumbled with the hems of your robes as you glanced down, looking at the hard wooden floors, not wanting to see the indignation in his eyes.

“Look at me.”

As much as you didn’t want to, you slowly lifted up your head, looking at him as he leaned back into his chair, his arms coming up against the armrests, his hands clasping together. His eyes were closed, as he pondered upon what to do when it comes to you.

“My patience has worn thin with you, and the very fact I have patience for you is extraordinary.”

You had nothing to say, heart, beating in between your ears as you looked upon him. He kept his eyes closed for a moment, before slowly opening them, looking right into you.

“Come closer,” is all he said, removing his hands from in front of his face.

Blinking, uneasiness steadily flows through your veins as you approach the daunting man sitting in his chair. He said nothing as you got closer and closer to him, and soon you were nearly toe-toe with him, your robes grazing each other. He could hear your unsteady breath, your braids hanging down, framing your face as you lowered your head.

“Disrobe.”

Eyes wide, looking at him, as his eyes narrowed at your stunned look.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

With that, shaky hands slowly reach for the white ribbon holding up your black robes, pulling it out of the intricate ribbon you had done that morning. Sometimes, people don’t wear anything under them, but luckily you do. You stood there in silk shorts, tan in color, reflecting against your brown skin, with a matching thin-strapped top.

“Kneel.”

With that, your knees shook as you descended to the wooden floor. They hit the floor with a soft “thud” as you rested back against your ankles, hands neatly tucked in your lap. It was quiet, nothing but the sounds of your breathing in the air. The light beamed into the large window, shining down on the two of you. The feeling of cold fingertips pressing up against your cheek, your body jerking in reaction. However, his hand came up, grabbing your chin and cheeks, keeping you right in place as it guided your head up. Making you look back at him. The two of you locked eyes, your own glossy gaze into his hardened one, built by years and years of rigor. His dark long black hair shone and reflected against the sunlight. His grandeur echoed through the court. When you had graduated and had been put into squad six, you never thought you’d see his face so closely. Soon after that, you were made to be his assistant, a decision you would never regret no matter what.

He said nothing as you felt his hand pull you forward, causing you to gasp, as you stumbled right back on your feet only to land on something soft again. You were laying on your stomach, looking around before noticing you were laying right on his lap.

“Capt—” you were suddenly cut off with a sharp gasp as a stinging pain erupted against you.

“Did I say you could speak?”

Immediately you shut your mouth, breathing heavily as you felt his soft hands brushing up and down against both your bare and covered skin. His hand soon slid underneath your shorts, before slowly peeling away your shorts, revealing A familiar warm feeling that began to build up within you as he began to speak.

“Let’s see… five times huh…?” you heard trail off, right before another strike came, silently gasping as it echoed through the office.

“That’s two… what do you say to me?”

Whimpering, “thank you, Sir.”

Another smack… 6

“Thank you sir.”

Another smack… 9

“Thank you sir.”

You could hear the smirk in his hum, in his tone as he sent down another strike. You wiggled in his tight hold, yearning for some type of friction as you could feel yourself seep against your shorts. He continued to lay down your punishment, with no remorse and mercy within his tone or his movements. Eyes rolled to the back of your head, as your body jerked with every strike.

Another smack. 19…

“Thank you sir.”

Another smack. 20…

“Thank you sir.”

Tears welled in your eyes, as you felt his stinging palm strike over and over again. At the same time, you could feel yourself dripping, cunt pulsing as he continued to deliver his punishment. Byukuya was controlled, every strike just as blistering as the last one. Your hands reached out, grabbing at his robes for some kind of stability.

Another smack… 26…

“Thank you, Sir.”

Another smack… 27…

“Thank you, sir.”

You slurred your words, drool dripping from your plump lips. His other hand put pressure against your back, causing you to arch it more, your knees bending more and more against him, raising your ass into the air. Your hot tears streaked down your face, head throwing back as you clenched around nothing, the wet sounds of your pussy resounding through the air. He smelled of vetiver and gardenias, permeating his skin and robes. His actions were mind-numbing, nothing but the words, “Thank you,” and “sir” echoing through your otherwise empty mind.

His final three strikes came in consecutive, overwhelming you completely, and causing you to choke on your spit.

“Thank you sir.. Thank you sir, thank you sir!”

30 strikes.

Your body slumped, melting into his hold, no longer having the energy to hold yourself up. His hand continued to stroke up and down your body, slowly massaging your aching body. You let off low moans as you relish in his now tender touch.

“What have we learned?” His voice cut through the daze you were once in.

Shivering, you slowly turned your head to look at him, “to be… to be more careful.”

He said nothing, continuing to massage your ass, providing some temporary relief. His hand soon changed its position, and abruptly you could feel one of his fingers sink deep into your sopping cunt, letting out a gasping moan as he did so.

“Sir—” you were suddenly cut off by another finger sliding into you.

Body rocking, try your best to grind against his fingers as he slowly fucked you against them. You were soaked, dripping all over his fingers, your thighs, and his robes. Luckily, he didn’t seem to care, he usually does not in moments like this. You squirmed, moving your head to muffle your moans as they got louder and louder, the rush from the earlier punishment pushing you further and further over the line. That warm feeling you had felt earlier now skyrockets into immense pressure as if it was a dam ready to burst and break. He toyed with you, pressing the pads of his fingers against your spot, causing you to squeal, and thrash against him

“Clenching around my fingers like that, huh?” His voice was low and tense, savoring every movement you made against him.

You trembled against him, writhing as you yearned for more, something to push you over the edge. He purposely avoided that spot once again, knowing exactly what you craved. He leaned down towards you, his ear coming right next to your ears.

“You know what to do if you want to come.” He whispered before sitting up straight, continuing his ministrations against you.

You let out a loud cry, muffled by his robes, before lifting your head to speak, “can I come sir? Please, please can I come sir?”

He hummed, not saying a word but his actions all spoke for him as you felt his fingers press up against your walls, right up against your spot. You thrashed, convulsing as he kept up his speed, clinging onto him as your legs began to shake, your orgasms spilling over you.

“Come for me.”

With those final words, you let off a high-pitched moan, moving your head just enough to muffle it as you came. Clear slick spilled from you, dripping and drenching your thighs, making even more of a mess than your arousal once did. He let off a low hiss as you came all over him, taking a deep breath and slightly closing his eyes. As you let off heavy breaths, your body fully slumping against him, his fingers slowly sliding out of you, a wet squelching sound soon following after it. His body soon shifted, his single clean hand guiding you as slowly to the floor. Your head laid across his lap as you caught your breath, before his hand came up to you once more, making you look right at him.

Just as you locked eyes, his other hand came up, pressing the wet digits against your lips.

“Suck.” was the single command he gave.

With no hesitation, your lips and tongue came up and around his long fingers, the taste of your arousal revealing against your tongue. After a few moments, he slowly removed his fingers from your mouth before looking back down at you. He reached down, slowly caressing your face in an almost tender way, before pulling you right back, placing a deep yet slow kiss on your wet lips. Legs shaking, unable to hold your own weight as he pressed himself against you.

Just as his hand began to slide down, reaching to unwrap his robes, a flutter resounded in the room, interrupting the both of you. The two of you stopped, glancing back as a dark butterfly with red wings flew towards the both of you. You turned around, holding your hand out as the butterfly soon landed on your index finger. You closed your eyes as it relayed information to you, before turning around to look at your captain.

“Lady Unohana is asking for you.” You relayed, defaulting at the thought of your previous actions being discontinued.

Byakuya closed his eyes, letting out a sharp breath through his nose, “get dressed, you're coming with me.”

You suppressed a smile as you stepped away from him, sliding on your shorts before quickly walking to your robes, sliding them, and tying them back on with ease. You could feel him right behind you as you turned around, hands wiped clean of your saliva. His hands soon reached up to your face, moving around the braids that had gotten ruffed up during your play. You smiled, looking up at him as he gazed into your eyes. He then let off a rare smile, tucking one last braid behind your ear, before walking past you, telling you to follow quickly.

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gloryhrs · 1 year

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━━ ⟡ 𝓢𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝓓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝓘𝐍 𝓣𝐇𝐄 𝓓𝐀𝐑𝐊, byakuya k.

꒰ 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝!𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. → 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐛𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 (if you squint) ꒱

“Please watch your step, dear.” Byakuya caught his blind husband and pulled him into his chest when the brown-skinned male almost fell down the mansion stairs from being too fast. Today was December 24th, which was special for you and Byakuya. It was the day he met you and the same day he decided to marry you. He thought you looked beautiful, from your milky white eyes to your old scars from the battles before. He still remembered the ugly looks in the faces of the elders when he made the announcement. They were upset about the fact that you were a blind man with darker skin. The number of insults he received from their lips boiled his blood. You were his husband, not there’s. How can they say that you weren't good enough? You were the perfect match for him.

“Sorry, you just. . .keep me so happy!” You leaned your back against his chest as he kept guiding you towards the room. Byakuya's eyes softened from your behavior, even after losing your eyesight, you were still the same optimistic man he had fallen in love with. “You make me happy as well, I love you.” He pressed lips against your cheek and another one on your temple. He liked the way you gave him butterflies, the feeling of warmth in his chest was truly a delightful feeling. “We’re here.” He announced as your smile grew wider. The smell of your favourite meal blended with your favorite flowers led you to wrap your arms around your husband's neck. “Happy Anniversary, my love.” He kissed both scars under your eyes before kissing your lips with passion. The tears gathering up your eyes made him wipe them away and kissed under your eyes once more.

“Happy Anniversary.” You held his hands while they continued to wipe the tears from your face. Ever since you first met him, he's been so sweet and patient with you. The night the doctor told you it wasn't a remedy for your blindness was the same night your heart broke. That night you cried to the point of no return, with Byakuya holding you against his chest. Your heartbroken sobs made him tighten his grip each time, he didn’t care if you soaked his nightwear with snot and tears. Byakuya nearly cried with you, he just wanted you to be happy and know you weren't alone. He even felt his heart break in half when you said you were completely unless and were no longer fit to be his husband. He couldn't stand seeing you so broken, and from that moment on, he swore he would never let you be sad again.

“Come, before the food gets cold.” He took your hand and started walking towards the Kotatsu. The delicious smell of food did your mouth water non-stop. “Ah! It smells amazing darling!” Your husband passed you the chopsticks and placed the bowl directly in front of you so you wouldn’t have to struggle on searching for the object. “It took me a long time, but I've finally mastered the recipe, I hope you enjoy it.” He looked as you placed the chopstick in your mouth with your eyes slightly shining afterwards. The way the flavours melted onto your tongue nearly put you in a food coma. “This is incredible, Byakuya! You are the best chef.” You ate with him chuckling at your loveable demeanor. He refused to allow someone else to cook for you, he was the only one to cook for you. The elders didn't like you, so he didn't trust them to look after your meals when he wasn't there. Which explains why he made a lifetime supply of your favourite dishes for when he's busy with his captain duties.

He didn't know why, but he loved it when you depended solely on him and nobody else. He would do anything for you if he were able. He adored the fact that nobody was capable of coming into your life and taking his place. The idea of someone withstanding him by getting close to you wished nothing but a mere death wish. Since you lost your sight, he has become extremely protective over you, he trusted no one but Rukia or Renji to be close to you. He often had nightmares about losing you permanently because he wasn't there with you or wasn't strong enough to defend you. He couldn’t lose you, not after everything you both been through.

“Thank you for the food darling!” You shook your hands together and crawled to your husband who still hasn't touched his food, as he was too busy being consumed by his thoughts. “You’re welcome, my dove. I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He placed the bowl down and pulled you into his lap, with his head nuzzling against your neck. The cozy silence caused you to hum a soft tune as Byakuya rocked back and forth, the familiar melody making him hum along with you. “Byakuya, do we still have that record player?” Your fingers played with his hands as he nodded in agreement. Byakuya doesn’t remember the last time he used it, considering the fact you both didn’t have the time use it anymore.

“Can you play our favourite song? Please?” You poked your lips out to the black haired male who chuckled before moving you off his lap to recover the player. After retrieving the item, he looked into the box for the familiar cover until he grabbed it from the corner of his eye. “There it is.” He removed the cover of the vinyl and blew the dust off. Once he put the vinyl into the player the music started playing softly, the familiar sound made him smile gently. It was the same record you played when you two announced you were now husbands. He couldn’t forget the way you danced with his hands intertwined with yours while cracking up like a small child who discovered happiness for the first time.

“Byakuya! Or should I say, my dear hubby! Let’s dance!” You pulled on the hand of the Kuchiki. Deciding he couldn't tell you no, Byakuya took your hand with his and put the other one on your waist. As he swayed your body, the moonlight started to shine on your face, revealing the multiple marks of beauty he loved so much. Byakuya felt nothing but joy when you were with him, after the death of his wife, he was afraid that he would never discover love again. But you showed up, made him fall in love again. He was so concerned he couldn't find the right woman when he didn't need a wife. “You look great this evening.” He murmured into your ear before he kissed your cheek.

“Thank you for this dance, Byakuya. But I don't think I remember it well.” You grinned when he put his hand on your waist and the other in your other hand. “It's okay, take it slow and follow my hands.” He pulled you closer and kissed your forehead. After stumbling a few times you finally got ahold of the beat, “I finally got it!” You took your hand from him and wrapped it around his neck. No matter how often this happened, Byakuya could not explain the blooming sensation in his chest even if he tried. The classical music playing in the background and how the moonlight shone over your soft eyes made you look like an angel.

“I love you so much, I'm so glad you're my husband.” He kissed your forehead once more. He had no idea how blessed he became to have somebody like you in the world. You were the light that shined through his darkness, you were the sun and he was the moon. “Hm, I love you as well. I don’t know what I’ll do without you.” You pecked his lips, the day you went blind was the day Byakuya left everything behind and helped you get back on your feet. He helped you heighten your other senses and got you out of your depressive state. Without him, you would’ve been miserable or dead.

Byakuya didn’t say anything after that, instead, he continued to hold you in his arms while you both slowly danced in the dark.

𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬. – 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰.

The sound of your angelic whining was the only thing Byakuya could hear when he placed sweet open-mouthed kisses on your neck, with his groin rubbing against yours. The burning sensation in your cheeks and the swelling in your throat prevented you from breathing correctly. “B–Byakuya.” You ran your hands through his silky black hair. The intense pleasure that ran through your body made your head go completely hazy. “Please, let me pleasure you, my dove.” His breath fanned against your lips. He had no recollection of the last time you had sex, but the thought of hearing those heavenly noises from your lips aroused him. He didn't remember the last time he heard the noises, which is why he was so eager to have make love to you.

The man with black hair fondled your cheek before putting his lips on yours, with his tongue pushing them with ease. The light taste of mint was the first thing he could taste as the hot muscle ran through your mouth. While keeping you distracted his hand made its way past your nightwear and into your underwear. The cold hand on your member snapped you out of your thoughts. “Shh, don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.” He cooed in your ear at when you tried to push his hand away from your private area. All night long, you only felt pleasure after spending your anniversary with your husband.

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BLEACH UNIVERSE ☆

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dilxcc · 1 year

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im finally accepting request for this acc cusjjcjskkfnd so please send in some requests. and also read the rules :))

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kaedeakeshisworld · 1 year

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Apparences trompeuses

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cw: Rukia is reader san's friend, reader san falls into a trap, Byakuya has sweet tooth and short temper 😯 (slight ooc here because he swears, drunk he is a 180 of his usual self, hella bold “ who is this guy?” and has a modified tongue 😜), reader wants Byakuya but won't admit(mtchew 🙄🤣 girl you're doing too much ) marking, Byakuya is going to let her know what she does to him and she is not ready✨ fingering, cunnilingus, sir kink, praise kink, pet names such as baby, honey and babe.

gist: You have never seen your manager angry so you're on a mission to witness this side of his…

cs: Finally simping for Byakuya insert emoji here what’s new still this doesn't change the fact that Kyoraku san has been hubby since day one 🤩🥰😊😍😘… what can I say I am greedy 🤭😝

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Such delicate traits. His long expert fingers wielding weapons. His voice echoes in your head. You also want to know how he would sound moaning your name.

As much as you want to deny it, you want him to ruin you but it makes you wonder… is there anything that can make him snap out of his stoic nature. Well, maybe you have to ask his sister Rukia. She knows him better than anyone else.

“Hey girl!”

“Hi girl, long time no see.”

“What’s the tea today?”

“It’s about your brother.”

“Okay. Ask me anything, I’ll deliver.”

“Does he ever get angry?”

“Uh,” she ponders on that question for a bit before answering “not that I know of”

“Really?” you deadpan

“Why?”

“I thought he would.”

“Well, I’ll just ask him.”

Rukia messages her brother and he replies right away and she lets you see the message. You finally know what angers him people that do not keep their promises. Well, you have to try this on him at least once because yes karma will get you but you will see him angry.

You promised your manager that you would drop some red velvet cupcakes at his place but you actually gave him the wrong day on purpose. And that resulted in your phone getting so many calls you thought that would not stop. He left a voicemail too where you hear him swear for quite some time, hehe maybe you have to make him angry more often.

You had them with you but you decided to deliver them yourself without telling him anything. It didn’t take you long to get to his place by car, a twenty minute car ride.

You ring his doorbell and you find him in grey sweatpants visibly drunk and you smile because that’s what you can do for this moment. He lets you in, his dick print is prominent too, anyways you better get out of here before your mind plays tricks on you. Having sex with your manager is not part of this week's schedule, it can really mess things up. As you put down the box of sweets you tell him

“I’m sorry, I mixed up the date for this delivery with something else that won't happen again!”

He closes the distance so fast that just as you try to escape he puts you on the kitchen isle and says while gazing into your soul

“Of course it won’t, honey. Do you know how long I have been waiting to have you like this?”

He caresses your cheek, takes your hand and kisses it. His eyes never do leave yours. At this rate, he is going to eat you alive. You have to escape but you can’t help and feel pulled towards him. There is a large divergence between the one you interact with everyday at work and this version before you is raw, thrilling and you have to explore it.

“How long?”

“From the first day you became my subordinate”

He leaves open mouthed kisses on your neck, bites your collar, sucks on your neck juncture and continues his monologue.

“Those skirts that perfectly hug your behind always had me with a hard on for the first few weeks”

“When you leaned down on my desk to ask for help because you didn’t understand something about the club rules and your tits were on my face” he laughs “you gave me a hard time”

“But, I still think the worst one was for the inauguration of the new club in the other city and you came with a body con dress that absolutely had me starstruck. I couldn’t move and I was as red as a tomato. My sister thought my allergies were getting the best of me in spring.”

“It’s only now that you are brave enough to tell me all this”

“Don’t get insolent on me now, this can only get better. It’s a win-win situation for both of us.”

“What do you mean?”

“Lay down for me babe, I’ll give you the night of your life”

He takes off your heels and your undies. He kisses all the way from your feet up to your genitals and when he breathes over it, your clit throbs with excitement. He doesn’t dive in yet, he uses his fingers first. He accumulates a good amount of leaking slick and spreads your puffy labia majora to expose your bead. He uses his thumb at first, drawing slow circles on your delicate flesh. His eyes are steadily watching your chest rise and fall. Beautiful cries quit your mouth and how your hips respond to his touch. He decides to ditch his thumb and put his mouth on your glistening sex. He has to taste it.

The first lick you feel on your pearl is odd, you know there is something off about his tongue. You’ll figure it out later. Now, he is feasting on you so just enjoy the moment. It feels so good, too good to be true you think. He stops his current task to let you know

“Your nectar is divine. I don’t think I am letting you go before I give you at least six orgasms on my tongue, so let’s get to work sweetie!”

That peculiar mouth muscle. He knows what he is doing but at the same time he tends to prolong your build up to reach climax. What a cheeky bastard you’ve got. He adds his middle finger alongside his ring finger and starts pumping your vagina gradually. Gosh, if this is heaven then you don’t want it to end. To be sprawled on your manager’s kitchen aisle, getting eaten out by him and he is holding your hand??! Your poor heart cannot handle all of this so you try to muffle your moans as much as you can and this doesn’t go unnoticed so he stops. He pulls his fingers out of your vagina, lifts his mouth off of your clit and there you see it. Do you say it or not?

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No, I didn’t say anything” You get up from lying on your back.

“I know. There’s the problem. If I cannot hear that I am making you feel good I will stop whatever I am doing. Is that clear?”

“Yep”

“That’s not how you’re meant to reply”

Ah, he’s back. That dude from work, huh!

“Yes sir”

“Much better. Also, do not quiet down your moans. You have a lovely voice and I love to hear it.”

“Can I see it”

“See…” He knows what you mean but he wants you to say it

“Your…” unintelligible sound

“I didn’t catch that honey so tell me what you would like to see”

Why is he doing this? Can’t he just show it to you without making you say it like excuse me? The Nerve!?

“Can you show me your tongue, please”

“See you can do this, my baby is so polite”

Yes, he has a forked tongue

“Satisfied with what your eyes witness”

“Yes sir”

“Good girl”

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muzansfangs · 4 months

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You tell them you got a brazilian wax by a guy.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader; Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader;

Format: short imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, fluff, human/modern au, mention to female nudity, jealousy, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, language, creampie, oral sex (Aizen!receiving), vaginal sex, spanking, choking, spying on a partner, mention to murderous intents, wax play.

Plot: A trend on Tik Tok made you plot a devious plan to make your beloved boyfriend going mad. He knew you had an appointment for a brazilian wax. He obviously assumed you were going to be assisted by a woman. How will he react, when you tell him it was a man? Will his jealousy go too far? Will your prank get you in a bad situation?

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Sosuke Aizen.

You knew better than messing with him. Your boyfriend and his god complex, along with his mania for having everything under his control could truly be lethal. Quite literally. Yet, you were bored that Friday night. Sosuke was not around and you ended up slumping onto your couch, phone in hand, scrolling through Tik Tok in search for a way to entertain yourself.

You did not really do much, beside chuckling every now and then. Well, that was until you came across a specific trend regarding a thing you were not unfamiliar with. As you watched the way a poor boyfriend freaked out at the thought of his girlfriend getting a brazilian wax from a guy, you could not restrain yourself from testing the waters. Aizen Sosuke, the cold-blooded mastermind you shared a roof with, was going to experience a man’s personal living hell.

It was a monday evening, when he came back from work just to find you laying on your stomach on your shared bed, in a set of black lingerie he had bought for you a few months ago, chuckling to yourself. He furrowed his brows, settling his briefcase onto the armchair beside the window, as he slowly removed his jacket.

His predatory eyes roamed over your curves. He knew you had gone to your monthly wax appointment. He could see your smooth legs and the way your lingerie already showed shaved portions of your nether regions supposed to be covered. If you had opted for such a provocative attire, it could only mean that you wanted to show off your body to him.

“Hello, darling” he greeted you, his trademark grin crossing his lips as he tugged at his black tie to loosen it.

It was hard to keep your play on, as you watched him slowly get ready to devour you. He always took his time, confident that his cold and charming demeanor worked magic on you even before his hands started to trace the curves of your body. It was true, unfortunately. But you had to resist. It was your time to torture him, after all.

“Hey” you whispered, lifting yourself up on your knees as he approached the bed.

He swept his tongue over his bottom lip, his hand cupping your cheek as he stood at the edge of the bed, leaning down to let his mouth collide with yours in a demanding kiss. You could not deny yourself such a treat and you returned it with equal passion, earning a guttural grunt from him.

He did not say much, he sat down next to you and it was a silent signal for you to climb over his lap and straddle him as you always did. He had somehow trained you to have some reactions and do specific things in response to his gestures. Sosuke Aizen surely had his own way to make you bend the knee effortlessly at his silent requests.

As you straddled him, his hand reached up to grasp his glasses and he hastily took them off, discarding them somewhere beside him on the bed without bothering to fold them. It was so atypical of him. He seemed eager to have you that night and you could not help yourself but tease him about it. After all, pouring gasoline on a wild fire was the right thing to do to get him even more eager.

“Damn, are you that eager to see me naked?” you taunted him, as he darted his brown chocolate hues on your again. There it was, his lustful glare that made your knees buckle.

“Actually, I’m eager to fuck you” he deadpanned, his hand landing on your neck and squeezing it enough to keep you in place, as his other hand tugged your thong to the side and he glided the pads of his fingers down your slit.

You gasped, arching your back as he smirked down at you “You’re already dripping… If it’s so easy to get you wet, I wonder how you don’t make a mess on your beautician’s couch while texting me” he joked, drawing figures eight on your bundle of nerves.

There you were, ready to drop the bomb.

As he delved his fingers into your aching core, a strained moan falling from your lips, you glanced at him with an innocent smile on your face, as you made the ground shake under his feet “Oh, I guess I have been lucky today. Can you imagine Robert’s face, if I stained the couch?”.

Congrats, Aizen.exe stopped working.

He froze solid, his fingers were still buried deep into you, but he was not thrusting them in his usual smooth movements that made you squirm. His eyes were locked with yours, a small frown on his face. You genuinely thought you had just given him an heart attack.

“Robert” he repeated flatly, clearly unamused.

It was in moments like this, when he was serious, seraphic, that you feared him the most. Aizen could be dangerous, truly dangerous. The hint of wrath sparkling into his eyes gave you chills and you uncomfortably darted your eyes away from him. The carpet underneath his shoes suddenly seemed particularly interesting.

“Yeah, Robert. The new guy who works for my beautician. You know, he helps her” you stated, you mouth feeling like chalk all of a sudden.

The dry laughter leaving Sosuke’s lips made you shiver and it took you a few seconds to realize you had royally screwed up, because he was so nimble to wrap his hand around your throat again, and pin you to the bed underneath him, that you had not realized your position had switched so suddenly.

“I don’t doubt it. He must have enjoyed the view of your legs spread wide in front of his stupid face. — he chimed, a devious smile curling his lips as he paused to clench his teeth — A stupid face I’ll gladly fuck up tonight. Would you love to see it, love? I could take his heart to you, offering his pulsing, wretched organ to you. I’ll gauge his eyes out of his skull. I’ll squeeze the life out of him—” he hissed, each time the threat becoming similar to the ones the slashers whispered through the phones to their victims in the stupid movies he loved to watch with you, only to feel you curl up next to him on your sofa.

They were hilarious, according to him.

“Aizen, I was fucking joking! Stop! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok!” you quipped, eyes rounded as you cut him off.

Your boyfriend arched his dark eyebrows up, tilting his head to the side and slowly releasing his grip on your neck. He looked almost disappointed. Not towards you. Maybe, he truly wished to kill someone. Because he would kill whoever dared to even glance at you.

His jealousy was skyrocketing.

“I see. — he stated then, before hopping back on his feet and slowly unbuckling his black leather belt — Since you love to use this pretty mouth of yours for talking bullshit, open it to make amend. I’ll obviously come into your mouth, darling. I expect you to swallow” he hissed, gripping your hair and dropping his pants down to his ankles.

Maybe, just maybe, he took a day off from work every month to accompany you to the beauty point. Perhaps, he stalked you down, when you went on your own, because the idea of a random Robert staring and touching your pubes truly made him want to commit a mass murder.

Shunsui Kyoraku.

Shunsui was the perfect victim for this trend. As soon as you ran into that video, you could picture the look of horror on his face as you told him another man had touched you in such an intimate spot. You were simply his. No man could enjoy the sight of you with your legs opened wide to show off your intimacy, no man but him. Eveything was settled and your plan took place two days after you had visited your beautician.

Shunsui had just returned home after a business trip and you had decided to welcome him not only by cooking his favorite dish and buying some extra saké, but by being his personal dessert.

As he ran his hands down your smooth thighs and practically folded you in half, your legs pressed against your chest, you knew that teasing him in the aftermath of such a passionate encounter was going to do numbers on him. His little usual nap was going to wait, after all, because his mind was just about to get pested with horrendous scenarios of a non-existing man exploring his little nest.

“There it is… Look at you, baby, you got such a perfect little hole to fill with my cum” Shunsui panted, his fingers gently spreading your labia as he watched in pride and awe his seed oozing out from you.

You were absolutely drained, your thighs still trembling and your breath irregular as you tried to get a grip of yourself and calm down. Yet, how could you, when the man who had just fucked you to oblivion was Shunsui Kyoraku? He had such a fine way to unravel you that you almost felt guilty for what you were about to say.

Lazily pushing yourself up on your elbows, you hummed and watched Shunsui slump down next to you “Oh, I know. You are definitely not the first man who has ever told me that” you casually commented, sitting up properly and running your fingers through your hair in a futile attempt to fix them.

Shunsui knew about your ex. Even though he was jealous about anyone that was not him, he still did not think of your ex as a ghost from the past threatening your relationship and he actually had no issues in listening to you talking about him. After all, you were his. That man had lost you forever.

“Well, your ex then had his way with words too” your boyfriend stated, a playful smile crossing his lips.

“My ex? Nah, I’m talking about Murata” you replied, laying back down and rolling on your side to face him.

Shunsui Kyoraku, your loving man, was now definitely interested in what you were saying.

Arching his eyebrows up and resting his head on the palm of his hand, he curiously inquired “Who’s Murata? Your gynecologist?”.

You chuckled and shook your head “My what? No, babe, I’m talking about my new beautician’s co-worker. Murata is such an amazing guy, you know? His fingers are so delicate and he applies the wax in a tender way” you lied, sounding as serious as you possibly could.

You swore you had seen his eye twitch, as he grasped your hip drew you closer to him. Your eyes widened as Shunsui’s hand slided down the small of your back and cupped your rear, giving it a firm squeeze.

“Where did this Murata boy put his fingers?” he huskily asked you, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as you swallowed thickly. Oh, you knew exactly what was going to happen.

Were you regretting that little stunt you had pulled? Oh, you were for sure.

At your lack of answers, Shunsui sighed and rolled you onto your stomach. His hands gripped your hips and he raised your waist up, until it was at the perfect level with his pelvis. But no, he was not going to claim his domain on your inner walls again. A little punishment was in store fore you.

“Poor little baby, she tries to prank me but cannot even play the part until the very end. Good, that’s good, though” he chuckled, before you parted your lips to let a soft whimper leave them and turn your stomach upside down.

“Shunsui! Babe, I’m sorry! It was a prank! I promise” you piped out, blushing as you hid your face down onto the pillow.

“I’m not having it”.

Spanks it was. But he surely made it up to you later on.

Urahara Kisuke.

Your pervert boyfriend and this trend were a perfect combination for a disaster. It was like throwing powder into a fire. But it sounded like a good idea for you, therefore you persuaded yourself nothing would have gone wrong. Kisuke was not a jealous man. Of course he was protective and a bit territorial, but he never actually made a scene or freaked out, when a man tried to hit on you. He believed you could handle the situation perfectly on your own and, on top of that, if he had to step up and chase the stranger away, he surely avoided violent conflicts.

You two were laying onto your shared bed, Kisuke on top of you, as his mouth was latched onto your throat and his hand was currently between your thighs.

Whimpers and heavy breaths filled the air, while his fingers deftly plunged into you, making your lips part to chant a lewd melody he loved. He knew so many ways of making your knees buck and drag orgasms out of you that it was not a surprise that simply fingering you could make you scream out his name.

“Do you even realize how wet you are? You’ve soaked my whole hand and wrist, you dirty kitten” he cooed in your ear, slowing down the pace he had set a tad bit to enjoy the way your walls clenched onto his slender fingers so tightly.

As he did that, decided to slip his fingers out of you, only to glide them down your folds and enjoying how soft, smooth and slippery they were after the wax appointment you had gone to yesterday.

“So soft, you are so soft, you know?” he teased you, grinning as he took his hat off with his free hand.

Now or never. It was time to drop your bomb.

“Yeah, I know. — you breathed out, glancing up at him and resting the back of your hand over your forehead before letting out a dramatic sigh —I expected you to use some original terms to describe my pussy, though. I mean, Jason used those exact words yesterday. Tsk, I expected you to do better than him” you gingerly said, averting your eyes from him.

Urahara Kisuke went silent. The pads of his fingers glued to your folds, he tried to process what you had just said. A man? Did you mention a man? Additionally, not even a native one, judging by his name, therefore he surely did not know him.

“I’m sorry, who in the holy Soul Society is Jason?” he quizzically asked, tilting his head to the side as he stared at you in utter shock.

“Who?”.

“Jason. Who is this J-A-S-O-N man?” he replied, his eyes dangerously darting onto the lit candle on the night stand.

If his kitten was up for playing with fire, he was going to let you play with it.

“Oh, Jason, right… Well, he waxed me yesterday. He praised my flesh in such a basic way it was hard not to laugh at his face” you replied, pushing yourself up onto your elbows as Kisuke simply hummed and reached for the candle.

At first you got confused, eyebrows knitted together while your eyes followed his moves and the way he began to look at your thighs while licking his lips. It was only then that you remembered how he had wished to try some wax play with you. Eyes widening in shock, you gawked and sat up.

“Kisuke! Baby, wait, wait! I was kidding! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok! I promise, I’ll cut the crap!” you fretted, cupping his cheek in your hand and peppering his face in kisses. You were evidently begging for mercy.

The shop-keeper, however, shrugged and delicately pushed you back down as he smiled at you “Oh, I see! But you now owe me some sex therapy, kitten. Now, let me try some wax play and I’ll eat you up. I’ll make you scream so loud Aizen will hear from Muken!” he taunted you, winning you over with his last joke.

“You are a dork…” you chuckled, slapping his shoulder.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

If someone wanted to get a reaction out of this stolid man it was by messing with you. How did they even think about touching his delicate flower, the woman who had successfully made him smile again after so long? A mad Byakuya was not a problem people wished to deal with and, naturally, you did not want to make blood run down the streets. But it was so tempting, so fun. You could not restrain yourself, right? Your boyfriend needed to experience that little trauma too.

It was a lovely summer night, your boyfriend was still locked up in his office and you decided to pay him a visit. Along with buying some take-away in his favorite restaurant, you were going to deliver him a rather spicy dessert. No one was around anymore. The only sound eachoing down the corridor was the sound of your heels clicking onto the marble floor.

When Byakuya saw you walking past the threshold of his office, he faintly smiled. You were surley a sight to behold, especially in that flowery dress he adored. Running up to him, you threw your arms around your neck and pecked his lips gently.

“I was missing you” you said softly, as he made you sit comfortable onto his lap.

Byakuya hummed and kissed your nape, his arms hugging your waist as he redirected his gaze back on the laptop on his desk. He worked way too much, but how could he not? The Family Company constantly required his attention and assistance. But now you were there, ready to catch his attention with some salty prank.

“How was your day, love?” he asked you softly, typing something on the keyboard.

“Quite good. — you stated, smiling softly — And I got some news. My beautician had called in sick today, I was assisted by her colleague” you absent-mindedly said, not getting much of a reaction out of him. You had been vague, indeed. He had no reason to suspect anything, after all.

“Really? And was his colleague good?” he asked.

“Oh, yes! Really good. I got to say I was put in a rather unusual position, but overall he was professional” you chimed, closing your eyes as you mentally prepared for hellfire to break out.

And it did.

Byakuya cleared his throat, his grip on your waist tightening even so slightly as he nosed your cheek gently “He?”.

“Yep. I’m talking about Santiago” you casually said, smiling softly.

“Santiago. Mh, I see. — he replied, prompting you stand up, much to your dismay and confusion, but as he grasped the back of your neck and pushed you down onto the empty side of the deak, you squirmed — And was the position he asked you to strike that uncomfortable?” he said calmly, unbuckling his belt with one hand, meanwhile he allowed the other one to hike the skirt of your dress up.

“Y-Yes… You could say so” you meekly replied.

The smack on your rear you received afterwards making you squeak out softly, your foreteeth sinking onto your bottom lip.

Byakuya sighed, lowering his mouth to your ear “You know, baby, when you want to prank someone, you should be careful in not messing up the plan. How was I supposed to fall for that, when you have sent me the link of the video?” he purred, as you gaped in shock.

Your jaw went slack, as reality dawned onto you: so that was why Rangiku had not replied to your video and text ‘check this out, Byakuya is gonna be so mad’.

You had sent it to Byakuya.

“Baby, I’m so, so sorry! It was a cute idea!” you protested, but he had already slipped your panties down your thighs, a soft groan leaving his lips as his fingers glided down your smooth slit, earning a little squirm from you.

“I know. I have a cute idea too. Spread your legs and let me show what I am talking about” he practically commanded.

Gosh, did that make you wet.

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sangorous · 1 year

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋

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genre/warnings: angst/none really?

kuchiki byakuya x black!fem!reader

Heartbreak invokes different emotions in someone. It can cause suffering, depression, emptiness, happiness, a sense of relief, and the list could go on. For some, a breakup is their escape from something they're not happy with. For some, it's a never-ending saga of sadness.

For Byakuya, he wasn't sure what he felt. He was relieved that [your name] could finally be happy but felt empty. It's been a year since the couple split, and he hasn't found out how he felt. This was supposed to be their fourth anniversary. Now that he's beginning to think of it, there was a time when he was happy. It was when he was with her.

Four years ago, Byakuya was in a happy relationship. His first relationship and he didn't want it to end. Their first encounter was when she entered his plant shop and looked for [favorite plant]. Instead, she became captivated by his cherry blossom tree in the back.

"I've never seen one in person," she gushed in awe.

"Beautiful isn't it?" he stood beside her as she nodded.

"Here, I can let you through the back to get a better view," he grabbed the keys from his pocket and unlocked the back door.

He led her through the back, and her eyes lit up. It was beautiful in person. She looked so happy there, so he didn't want to interrupt her. He searched for the [favorite plant] as she stood there.

It wouldn't take him long to find it, considering that he's the one who created and designed the shop, "there you are..." he muttered to himself. No wonder why she couldn't find it. The other plants in its area covered it.

The last thing he wanted was to disturb her peace, so the plant was placed to the side. Whenever she was ready, she could take the plant.

"Thank ya' so much!" she smiled at the long-haired male.

"You're welcome," he smiled back. This was a genuine smile; it wasn't fake.

Since that day, he's been intrigued by the girl. Every day he'd hope to see her, maybe show up out of the blue. That week he'd purposely act like he was doing something productive by the door. Unfortunately, she never came. Or so he thought.

Hearing the little bells make noise, and he quickly and calmly walked over to where the plants were and pretended to work. It was her again. What should he do?

"Good afternoon," he cleared his throat, trying not to peak over her.

"Good afternoon; how's your afternoon so far?" she hummed, looking around at the plants.

"Been pretty slow, might close up early today," he sighed, glancing over at her.

"Yours?"

"Ugh! I Don't know where to start; let's say my afternoon isn't great. Now I'm here trying to find another plant child to ease my nerves," she huffed, looking at various plants around her.

"Do you own a spider plant?" she shook her head no and gestured for her to follow him.

"This is beautiful," she gushed, looking at the plant.

"Spider plants purify the indoor air by eliminating the harmful chemicals that float around you, and I think that it'll help you calm down at times," he took it from the hanging planter.

"I knew if I came back here, you'd be able to help me again," she followed him to the register.

"I'm glad to hear that," he tried his best to hide his red cheeks, but he couldn't.

"How much?"

"Only $20..." he trailed off, waiting for the receipt to print.

"And maybe a cup of coffee tomorrow if you're not busy?" he added while she nodded with a small smile.

"Of course, here!" she grabbed a sticky note and wrote her number for him.

"See you tomorrow," she waved goodbye as she left the store.

Once that door shut, he let a deep breath out. He couldn't believe he had done that; he had asked her on a date. What was shocking was that she said yes.

The following day came rather quickly, and he was a bit nervous. What if she changed her mind last minute?

He was becoming anxious, but he didn't understand why. He was here five minutes early, while she might be on time.

Byakuya sat down at a booth near the door, hoping to grab [your name] just in case she walked in the door. Tapping his fingers on the table, he heard the coffee shop's bell ding. There she was; she looked beautiful.

"Hey!" and his eyes lit up a bit.

"Hello," there was a slight smile as he exited the booth.

They walked over to the counter, where he paid for their drinks and sat at the booth. When they got to know each other, he learned that [your name] was completing her master's degree in [major], and she was in her last year. She realized that he had started his business two years ago and grew his plants in the backyard of his house. He also had a younger sister.

In both of their eyes, they felt like they had hit it off. Especially Byakuya. "we should see each other again... How about dinner Saturday night?" She slowly nodded, trying not to smile.

Agreeing to that date at the time was probably the best thing [your name] could do. Byakuya had this mysterious aura about him that she was intrigued by.

They'd have dates every Friday, but more than each Friday was needed for him. His eyes lit up whenever she stopped by the shop, and eventually, he'd ask her to be his girlfriend.

Despite him not being fully open about himself, [your name] was okay with that. They found a way to make it work, but it wouldn't be able to last forever. A sweet relationship filled with laughter and good times turned sour real quick. Neither of them saw it coming; it was a surprise. A surprise that grabbed them by the neck.

"I do not understand what you're saying..." he trailed off, staring at her.

Of course, he knew what she was saying. He did not want to accept what she was saying. He was not ready for this yet.

"What is hard for you to understand right now? Let's go our separate ways... We're not happy anymore. We try so hard to try and salvage this relationship, and it just leads to more arguing. I'm unsure why you're so scared to open up to me, but I can't keep losing my mind. I ask the bare minimum, but I can't keep fighting you over that," Byakuya couldn't speak. Everything she said was right.

And he knew that once she was right and made her mind up, she was not changing. So she would be leaving for good this time. There were no breaks from each other for two weeks or maybe a month.

"I'm sorry, Kuya... I can't this time," he felt tears falling down his face or thought he did.

Maybe they were in his head. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't. Why couldn't he? He didn't understand why his body was suddenly paralyzed. His eyelids wouldn't shut. What was going on?

Hearing the door slam told him that everything was already over. He's lost everything. The only person who'd keep him sane. The only person who made him happy. The only person who helped him try new things in life. He couldn't lie; it felt like he got the wind knocked out of him.

There was a "thud," and those knees were dropping on the floor. The silence in the apartment consumed him while he stared off into space. Now his tears began to stream down his face. He lost the only thing that mattered to him.

He opened the heart in his necklace and looked at the picture of the two of them, "you were beautiful," he whispered to himself.

The slight smile on his face was bittersweet. He wished she could still be here to spend time with him again. He was hoping that they'd be getting ready to do something that they'd love, like going to the beach and staring at the stars until she'd let a yawn out, or going on a picnic at an empty area around the park, or even a lovely dinner where'd they'd be in the farthest booth away from everyone.

Byakuya couldn't lie. Sometimes he'd wait for her to come through the doors. He hoped they could restore what they once had, but he already knew it was done. They were over.

He'd do everything right if he just had the chance to be with her again. He'd listen to every feedback she'd given him and incorporate it into their relationship. He'd be more open with her instead of holding everything in or everything back. He'd also let her know how much he loved her and how beautiful she was.

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By Me

Pairing; Byakuya x chubby f!reader

Warning; Detailed NSFW, romantic NSFW, overstimulation, shared orgasms, oral, masturbation

Word Count: 7.9k

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"I'm trying my best, Captain!"

"Is that so? You have been nothing but a disappointment, these days."

You knew how blunt your captain was, Byakuya Kuchiki, Captain of Squad 6. It nearly made you tear up though, because you always gave everything a hundred percent but the way your Captain was talking to you, it made you honestly doubt your own strengths. However though, you weren't going to argue with him.

Considering how new you were, it would take time for you to adjust and get along with your new Squad, but he wanted you perfect already, it seemed. Lieutenant Abarai was the only one to understand your position though, and it annoyed you really as your Captain didn't excuse you for that. He was treating you as if you weren't new to this Squad.

It's not like you hated your Captain or anything, but for the pass few months, three to be exact, he's been a stress magnet. Wanting you to perfect and adjust to his Squad already was really stressful, pilling a lot of pressure on you. He wanted you to have everything down pat, kido, sword training the whole nine.

You bit your lip though, suppressing the sniffle of sheer embarrassment you felt right now, as you've never been the type to disappoint. Of course you had room to train, but since he was pilling everything on you at once, it was pretty damn tough trying to focus on one thing. You could only nod as he spoke though, the words just weren't there.

"If you want to be in this Squad, improve. If I do not see improvements by next week, you will be assigned differently."

You lowered your head in shame a bit, as your Captain didn't seem the slightest bit of guilty for what he was doing, basically forcing you to push yourself to limits you couldn't accomplish in only a few days. How could you say no to him though, because one, you honestly wanted to be a part of this Squad.

It wasn't evident that he hated you, but you felt as if he didn't like you either. If that was the case, you had no idea as to why but you weren't going to ask. That wasn't your main focus, your main goal was to just push yourself as hard as you could until you met the level he wanted you at. It was a lot of pressure but what the hell...

"Ye- yes sir," Your words were stuttered, your lips trembling as you spoke. "Should I take my leave?"

You couldn't even lift your head to look at him anymore, the Captain staring down at his desk as he spoke one word.

"Go."

You bowed, turning and speed walking to his sliding door, pushing it open and quickly leaving. What you didn't know was that he stared you down as you left, watching you leave his presence and his paperwork becoming his main focus. That's until he heard a familiar voice.

"Is it really necessary to be that harsh to her?"

The dark haired male didn't look up, recognizing the source of the voice, Yoruichi, the former Captain of the Stealth Squad.

"Yes, it is necessary. She has to get better, now."

"She doesn't have to, you just want her to," A low groan came from Byakuya, feeling as if what he just told you was right. Yoruichi had her own reasons and beliefs as well, so she felt as if she could speak on them. "She's only just joined your Squad, and you're pushing her to perfect Kido and Sword Training in matters of only a week?"

"She has potential, meaning she can do it. Hollows will not allow her extra training, in battle, she will need as much training as she can get."

"Why don't you just tell her? What do you have to lose?"

The Captain didn't respond, continuing with his paperwork but he was listening. He didn't know if she was referring to what he was thinking about, but he believed that was what it was. He wasn't going to say that out loud though, because he knew the black cat knew, what he didn't know is how she knew.

"What, you think because you're her Captain, you can't have a relationship with your her? It's obvious Byakuya, you're scared-"

"Shut up."

"You're scared that she'll end up getting herself killed, so you're being overprotective."

That shushed Byakuya, his hand ceasing motion of the pen that was in his right hand, stopping all administrations to listen closely. He wasn't enjoying the conversation honestly, but he at least thought she was sorta right. Well, he knew she was right, and he knew what he felt for you was something he shouldn't be feeling.

Yoruichi knew all too well that Byakuya felt some kind of way towards you, and she found out from just visualization. He's never pushed a newbie this much in such short time, which proved Yoruichi's point that Byakuya had feelings for you. Yes he's your Captain, but it shouldn't matter as much, well at least they think.

It may be weird falling for someone that's your student, but Byakuya didn't feel weird about it. He didn't even know if his feelings were real, or was he just being desperate because of his past relationship, that occurred years ago. He was deeply in love with his wife, but it was extremely difficult for him to deal with.

"I am only doing what a Captain should, and that's better his students. ____, must get stronger, this World is no longer safe to be falling behind in training. If she wants to live, then she has to train, no matter how far I'm pushing her."

He still didn't turn to Yoruichi, but he did reply to what she said, his tone sounding one as genuine sincerity which made her believe. She still knew what else he wanted with you, but she wasn't going to mention it. He might've just really cared for the girl, but if that's the case, it confused Yoruichi as to why he cares so much, anyway.

It was okay for a Captain to want their student to provel, but pushing them so hard when they've only just joined was a bit extreme, in Yoruichi's eyes. She knew more about his feelings towards you anyways, without Byakuya even knowing, she has stalked his room while he was alone. Not like a creep, but to understand his real reasons for pushing you extremely hard.

He however, did not want to hear anymore of this, going back to writing on his paper to complete his work. Yoruichi sighed in the back, already knowing what he was about to say to her, transforming back to her cat self.

"You're dis-"

"I know, I'm already leaving."

Byakuya side eyed the black cat, staring as she stood on the window that was open from her previous entrance. The cat stayed there momentarily, looking at Byakuya as she spoke one last time, before she was ready to take her leave.

"You don't have to hold it in, Byakuya. It'll hurt you more, once she's gone."

With that, the cat jumped out the window, shutting it with her tail. His eyes stayed trained on the window, turning away and going back to his work. Those words Yoruichi spoke however, did put a ache in his chest, his hand stopping the pen from writing on the paper. Blankly, he was staring at the paper, but not reading a single word.

He was in deep thought, and it was because of Yoruichi. Byakuya honestly didn't want anything to happen to you, and it was likely that too much training would do more bad than good. He just wanted you ready for missions, once the time came, but now that he's thinking about everything he's putting you through, he understands.

With a deep sigh, the Captain placed his pencil horizontally flat across his papers, getting up to call it a night. He'd check in with you tomorrow morning, as it's already late and you're possibly already off to sleep. He would not want to disturb you at a time like this, and he could use some rest himself, actually. He was stressing himself anyway, trying to come in terms with himself.

Almost immediately when his back layed against the mattress, his eyes began shutting. He wanted to more than likely apologize for his behavior as well, knowing he acted a little out of the ordinary with his student. He didn't want you hating him of course, so he had an idea of at least trying to apologize, as he isn't the type to really do so.

It wouldn't hurt though, and Byakuya knew that, he just didn't want you seeing him turn into a big softie, some will say. He knew if he wanted to do what he intended with you, he had to be more open and not so mean.

~~~

Thunderous moans sounded throughout a room of the Captain Barracks of Byakuya Kuchiki. He was doing it again, thinking about that certain person...

Letting his fingertips graze the underside of his cock, bracing himself once again as he tightly grasped it, slowly jerking it to let his mind wander as well. All he could imagine was ____ bouncing up and down on his cock, holding her hands as she broke down on top of him. Watching her face contort, while she slowly rode his cock dry.

Thrusting his hips up to meet her bouncing, making sure his tip collides with her cervix each time. Just the thought quickened the males pace, rumbling groans slipping from his closed mouth, his eyes sealed as well. His hand caressing his body was slowly dragging across his chest, sending shivers straight to the base of his cock, making his balls jolt with electricity.

Just imagining his long cock sinking slowly but deeply into ____, made his sack tighten, his impending high coming faster than he thought. He knew when it came to thinking about ____, his sexual desires would be there faster than usual, no matter the time nor place. He just wanted her underneath or a top of him.

Gripping the middle of his cock, Byakuya wildly began pumping quickly, his balls bouncing with each motion of his hand. He could feel the veins trailing in his cock throbbing, the pre-cum sliding down his shaft, coating him in his own clear essence of substances. It felt so much better when he naturally lubbed himself, sharp hisses coming from the sensitivity as he ran his hand across the veins of his cock, which seemed to get thicker every motion.

He gritted his teeth, his hand caressing his body slowly maneuvering to his abdomen, pressing down to add pressure so his high could come faster, that high he oh so desperately wanted. The motion of his hand also increased, his hand working extra hard to make himself burst already. The way his balls jumped added to the impending orgasm, that was so painfully close.

Byakuya finally opened his eyes, locking them onto his huge length, loving how the sheen of his pre-cum was coating the web of his hand. Licking his lips, Byakuya sat up a bit and held his shirt above his chest, so none of the substance would get on his clothes. That thought was leaving his mind though, as soon as that tight coil in his abdomen snapped, and violently.

His entire body jerked, his hand still pumping lazily with a tight grip, his eyes narrowed as the intensity of the orgasm nearly broke him. He was imagining ____ bouncing on his cock, overstimulating him as she desire, making a mess of her own insides. He let his hips buck up into his hand, his head falling back as a deep moan escaped him.

"That's it, ____..! Overstimulate me..!"

His words were something that usually slipped, when he pleasured himself to the girl. He almost always imagined her bouncing on his thick shaft, nearly crying as she complained about how big he was. He didn't know if she would though, but he knew that he could possibly have her breaking down, as she rode him.

He shook a bit, letting his head fall back forward to face his cock, his hand continuing on his softening length. Spurt after spurt jetted onto his chest and abdomen, the Captain nearly tearing up whilst he thought about her. His orgasm seemed to be more intense as he thought about her, his hold on his cock tightening.

He was practically milking himself dry, letting his cum run down his cock which made it easier to glide his hand across it. His abdomen was contracting and flexing as well, his hand stroking his entire softening length now, pushing down to his balls. A whimper came from Byakuya, his body shaking from how sensitive he was.

Once that hot chill ran through his body, he stopped moving his hand, closing his eyes before he let his back once again fall upon his bed. He could hear his heart thumping in his chest, his hand still on his cock that was limp and resting agaisnt his abdomen. His breathing was ragged, his chest heaving as he could literally feel his heart beat in the veins of his cock.

He couldn't take this anymore, because he wanted to be with ____. He's tired of sleeping without her next to him, and he's tired of stressing himself because of that too. The Captain was just doubtful of what you'd say, not knowing how she'd take confession, but it was worth a try. ____ meant so much to the Captain, and it could be worse... right? The worse she can do is deny his feelings, which would be pretty heartbreaking...

Just that thought itself pained him a bit, hoping for the best tomorrow, when he confronts her. If she denies him, he doesn't even want to think about how that'll feel...

~~~

There you go, kid! You're doing great, just keep going!"

Your adrenaline rush was so high right now, your Lieutenant screaming at the top of his lungs, pumping you up to keep you going. Your Captain was there too, but he wasn't saying anything, just standing there with his arms crossed over his chest and closed eyes. It was just you three, Renji trying his best to better you, and help you.

Captain Kuchiki was the one who decided this early afternoon training, and it honestly didn't bother you, just because you knew you needed the training. Besides, you prepared yourself last night, just to wake up early and train. It was already in your plan and you was originally going to train by yourself, but your Captain insisted.

You honestly just straight up welcomed it, even if he wasn't helping you, but his mere presence strived you to push yourself harder. Your Kido was improving really quickly, making you honestly feel great about your skill. You were already talented but with the extra work, you were getting even better and it impressed you.

You were training ever since twelve in the afternoon, and now it's four, which has been a long time. You were honestly a bit tired, but you didn't want to stop, hearing your Captain's voice behind you which ceased your movements. Looking behind you, you eyed him, seeing as he was still in his current position.

"That is enough for today, ____. Renji, you are dismissed, relieved for the evening. ____, in my Barracks, now."

Instantly, your happiness died down, your smile dropping to a frown of sadness and disappointment. Lieutenant Abarai looked down at you, a smile displayed across his face whilst he eyed you. He felt so bad honestly, but he didn't know what Captain Kuchiki intended for you, so he didn't know if feeling bad was correct.

Captain Kuchiki left almost instantly, not even giving you or Renji anytime to reply, just flashstepping away. It bothered you thinking that you didn't impress him as much as you thought, and at the beginning, you thought you were doing so freaking well...

Renji placed a hand a top your head, considering how much taller he was than you, your head tilting up to look the red haired male, in the face. The Lieutenant ruffled your hair, letting the strands thread through his fingers, your sad eyes changing a little. Your frown was also dying, but you were still sad a bit.

"Don't worry, ____. I'm pretty sure it isn't as bad as you're probably thinking."

"Maybe but... he always seems so disappointed in me Renji, it just gets stressful. Sometimes I wanna just stop training, when he's like this with me."

"Don't let your thoughts get to you, he's not disappointed in you at all. Well... hopefully he's not, I personally don't think so. It's kind of hard to impress him, so just give it some time. For now, you might wanna report to him like he asked."

"Yeah, you're right. I'll catch up with you later then, if you wanna continue training?"

The red head nodded, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked down at you, smiling cheekily as if giving his word.

"You know it! I'm ready when you are, so just be prepared because this time, we're clashing against each other!"

You smiled, the two of you turning away at the same time, different directions you both went. Your nerves began striding up, adding tension to your beating heart that was bamming in your ears. He was the type of person you'd always get nervous and quiet around, just because you're slightly scared of what he has to say.

He was so unreadable, and that's why you always get the worse idea's whenever he did something like what he just did. You could flash step, so it didn't take a World trip to reach his barracks, your hands shaking as you were about to knock, but was interrupted when the sliding door opened itself, the person who did it coming into view.

It was your Captain, who was looking down at you, and you were trying so damn hard not to be nervous. A smile pulled at your lips, trying to show him that you were okay at least, but he saw right through that forced smile. He didn't speak on it, however, just moving his body to the side to let you in, his eyes watching you intently.

That made you even more nervous, taking your steps into his Barracks, standing in one place awkwardly. He walked pass you, the sound of his door closing meeting your ears.

"Relax, it's just us."

His deep voice sent a chill down your spine, your body jolting with a shock of surprise, but you still were unmovable. He sat at a table, with other seat across from his, gesturing for you to come over and sit which you nervously did. You've never really had one on one times with your Captain, so you were practically shaking in your shoes.

You sat across on your knees and shins, both your hands on your thighs, trying your best to calm down. He was drinking some beverage, both his eyes closed as he sipped it. Once he put his cup down, his eyes were focused and practically piercing through your skull, making you stiffen and your heart drum.

"I'm assuming, you're wondering why I've brought you here, correct?"

"Yes! I mean, yes sir..."

Your outburst was to be expected, Byakuya not even flinching from it. He knew you were nervous, and on the inside deep in a abyss of thoughts, Byakuya found it to be cute. His eyes closed again, now you finally looking at the Captain, since he was no longer looking at you, relieving some nerves from your veins, just a tad bit.

"I am not disappointed in you," His words caused a gasp to escape your throat, your eyes widening as you listened, "You are my newest student, yet you're surpassing all of my older ones. I am willing to admit, ____, I am impressed."

Your entire face lit up, your smile stretching from ear to ear and Byakuya opening his eyes to look at you, finding your smile really cute. He was thinking about what he did last night, and he knew this was a better time than any. He wasn't really a shy man when it came to women, even if he hadn't been with one in a while.

He cleared his throat, eyeing you down even though you weren't necessarily paying attention. Sitting across his him, you were telling him how you appreciated him for saying that, because you honestly thought the complete opposite. The only thing Byakuya didn't know how to do was confess to you, but he had an idea.

"A couple of years back, I was married."

Your words stopped flowing, confused and thinking if you heard that right or not. If you did hear that correctly, why was he telling you this, and at a time like this? You honestly didn't know, but you did care to listen. You did hear something about him being in a past relationship, but that was all and you didn't bother getting details.

"Once she left me, I was broken. It was so sudden, hopeless to think that she'd win that battle of sickness. I was strong for her, but it was not enough. She did fight, however, paining me when she passed away-"

His words saddened you, but that was kind of a background on why he was the way he is now, you think at least. It seemed like a logical reason, though it wasn't in your mind to question him on that. He seemed a little hurt, which also made you sad for him, even if you didn't know why he was telling you this.

"You wonder why I push you, strictly because I do not want you to get yourself killed, once I start sending you outside of the Soul Society."

"It's only natural for a Captain to push his students, but why me? I mean, I've seen how you've treated everyone else in the Squad, and it's no way near how you treat me."

The male looked down, deeply inhaling as his eyes shut, both arms crossed over his chest. You gulped just at the sight, thinking he was about to say something you possibly wouldn't like, just because this is his usual position.

"You are my student, as I am your Captain, ____. It isn't professional, but I've... taken an interest in you."

Dumbfounded, you sat there staring at him, your eyes slowly widening as his words seemed to be delayed, meeting your ears and making your heart jolt like crazy. Was he serious, or were you delirious from your nervousness? Your mouth wouldn't even form words, just because you were speechless in all honesty.

"Former Captain Yoruichi has acknowledged me of my feelings, feelings that I wasn't quite sure of. It is correct to say, I push you because I want you to get stronger, strong enough to fend for yourself when I'm not by your side. I do not wish for you to die in battle, neither from sickness. I've come to terms with my feelings, and can honestly say that... I love you. It is sudden, in a matter of months, though I do."

You listened to everything he said, trying to figure out if this was real or not. Your Captain, Byakuya Kuchiki, one of the strongest Captains in all of the Soul Society... loves you? And out of everybody, you couldn't figure out, why you? You were so befuddled that you didn't even realize he was staring at you as he spoke, his words seemed genuine.

You didn't expect this to be your conversation with your Captain, when he told you to come to his barracks. You were so shocked, as it was silent for a bit, because you honestly didn't know what to say, but Byakuya could completely understand. He just dropped a huge bombshell on you, who wouldn't react like that?

"Captain... I don't know wha- what to say..."

"Do not say anything, ____. Let me show you."

The Captain stood up, taking strides over to your body before he stood behind you, your heart thumping in your chest becoming an offbeat drum in your ear. Byakuya began to drop to his knees, snaking his arms under yours to reach your waist, as he sat down and pulled you against him. You were sitting on his lap, with his arms around you.

His left hand went to your chin, grasping it and turning it so you could face him. Your heart was beating so damn fast you thought it could explode, and Byakuya could tell you was nervous, the way your entire face nearly turned red showed it. He released your chin, using that same hand to take yours in his.

As he stared at you, you saw nothing but passion and love in his eyes, none of his actions seeming false. That's what made you even more nervous, because you honestly do find your Captain extremely attractive, but you never thought you'd end up getting a confessing from him. You didn't even know if this was okay, but you still held his hand, honestly loving his affection.

"May I kiss you, ____?"

You stared at the man, feeling as your entire heart was yearning for Byakuya. You didn't know if you were desperate, or genuinely wanted his affection, just because your past relationships weren't that good. Terrible to be exact, and you honestly didn't want that to reoccur, however, your Captain seemed to be honest with his words.

"Ye- yes... yes you may, Captain."

"Please, call me Byakuya."

Before you could reply to that, his lips were on yours and damnit if it wasn't the best feeling ever. You couldn't help but to relax into him, the warmth of his body heightening your relaxed mind, as this was your first kiss. The kiss was so sweet, Byakuya letting only your lips press together, a single tear escaping your eyelid.

Once he pulled away, you took a moment to bask in his touch, both your eyes opening to lock onto each other. He saw that tear streaming down your face, his arms around you tightening, like he actually didn't wish to ever let go. You've never been touched like this either, so your body was shaking a bit, which he felt.

"Why are you crying?"

His question sounded as one of sadness, your eyes looking down at his chest before going back up to his face, trying your best to think of some words to speak. He was being a gentlemen, letting you do as you must, just so you could reply to him.

"I just... that was my first kiss, Cap- Byakuya. It was only a single kiss but yet... it made me feel like... like I love you... too."

Both your eyes were locked, Byakuya inching closer to you to enclose on your lips once again, this time you easily relaxed into it. He was so warm but once his hands started traveling your body, groping your soft flesh, you pushed at his hard chest. He looked up at you, seeing the fear in your eyes that was to be expected.

He knew what he was doing, but he couldn't help it because he wanted you. He wanted to claim you, forever make you his, but he wasn't going to force you to do it.

"____, I will not do something you aren't comfortable with. If you'd wish for me to stop, I have no problem with it. We can wait, until you're ready, but I would like to know your answer. Would you allow me to love and protect you, for as long as I live?"

You couldn't help how you felt so whole, even with how sudden this confession was. You honestly felt like this is what you wanted, but it scared you just because you didn't know what the future would hold. Would he leave you for someone else, or would he leave you once he's tired of you? Your insecurities were the reasons, for these questions.

You honestly didn't know Byakuya could be this affectionate, but you liked this side of him. He hasn't spoke to you this much, even when you first joined his squad, he hasn't. However, you believed everything he was saying because you've never seen him act like this towards anyone else, you knew it wasn't just a thought.

He was serious about what he was saying to you, it was as clear as day. You couldn't be more happier, nodding before you spoke.

"Yes... I'd love that... Byakuya."

For the first time, you saw your Captain smile, it wasn't too big but enough to warm your entire heart. You held onto his hand, just before he let go to turn your body to face him. This position made your lower regions brush up agaisnt him, bringing a crimson red to your cheeks. He didn't seem to mind though, letting his hands rest on your lower back.

Both of you were just staring into each other's eyes, but that's until you felt it again, felt him. You wanted to look down, but then again, you were still so scared. He could tell you were, watching as you would start to randomly look around in the room, searching for nothing but obviously something to distract your body.

He couldn't help but think of how cute you were, being all shy around him, well... against him. He did stop his actions earlier, but you kind of wish he didn't. Not because you were horny or anything, just because you've been craving someone's touch and when you're so close like this, you couldn't help but want him more.

You took your lip in between your teeth, Byakuya's eyes watching your actions with amusement. It was an embarrassing thought to you, but you wanted him... you needed him, at the moment. This is honestly, all you've ever wanted your ideal partner to be like.

"Byakuya..?"

"Yes, My Love?"

You were nearly dying at the sound of that, your mind screaming at you to convince you that, yes he just said that.

"Can we...," You sighed, trying to get your words out that embarrassed you, "Can we take it to the next step... right now?"

You looked at him as you said that, seeing his cheeks dust faintly before it quickly went away, his hand going back to grab yours. He pulled your hand up, just before placing a soft romantic kiss to the back of it, running his thumb over it.

"Whenever you are ready, ____. Do not think we have to do this now, for I will wait on you."

You smiled at this, nodding as you took in your new possible lover's words. You were still worried about the future, even if it shouldn't matter as much, when it hasn't even came yet. You were always thoughts ahead, but your mind brought you back into the present.

"I'm ready, now. I wanna do this, with you Byakuya."

Byakuya placed a kiss to your forehead, gently rubbing over it before he picked you up, standing up and placing you back down on his bed laying on your back. Your hands were crossed over your chest, watching Byakuya's every move before he shifted his body on top of yours, hoisting your legs up on his hips as you two looked into each other's eyes.

You never thought you'd ever see your Captain act like this, giving his layed back personality, never thinking that he'd fall for you. This would be the last thing you'd think would happen between you and your Captain, but crazier things have happened in your life. You didn't notice how much you craved his touch, until his hands slid underneath the fabric of your kimono, ghosting his fingertips across your warm flesh.

A warm and pleasant shiver trailed throughout your body, his hands pushing up the end of your clothes to expose your meaty legs. You didn't want him to see your figure honestly, thinking he wouldn't like it so that's why you gripped his wrists, causing a hum to resonate from his throat his eyes trailing to your face.

"What is wrong, My Love? Do you want to stop?"

"No, it's not that. I- I just don't want you to... take off my clothes and not like what you see..."

Your words came out as a near whisper but he heard you clearly, staring at your face with his usual unreadable expression.

"Why would I not, ____?"

You gulped and looked away from his face to distract yourself from hurting as you spoke the words you've always deceived.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm... y'know, fat..."

A quiet gasp came from the male who was between your legs, still being unmovable which nerved you even more. You could never tell what your Captain was thinking, as you heard his voice though, you looked back at his face.

"You are perfect, ____. I am well aware of your physique, I've always found you beautiful. There is nothing wrong with being plus sized, My Love, as it is more for me to love. Do not feel as if I do not find you attractive, ____, you are perfect and for my eyes only. I love you."

Honestly, the tears that were stinging your eyes were from pure happiness. You didn't think Byakuya would be this loving and caring, warming your heart because you've never recieved this kind of affection from anyone. Once or twice you've been titled beautiful, but you never felt as if their words were genuine at all. When Byakuya said it though, it felt like he meant that and more.

"Can I proceed, ____?"

You only nodded, letting his hands travel back to your legs to uncover them. The cold air grazed them, sending a shiver through your body and making your head turn, thinking that he still didn't like what he saw. That's until you felt his hands give your thighs generous squeezes, loving how your flesh felt in his hands.

You looked down at the black haired male, seeing him lower his head to your thigh, before feeling him plant a five second kiss there. He was being so genuine with everything he was doing to you, and you honestly felt as if you were falling for him way too fast. It couldn't be helped, when you haven't really recieved this kind of affection, before.

He was sweeter than he let on and showed, you wouldn't expect him to be like this. You were a little timid with how close he was to your heat, that was probably on display to him. Once his right hand inched closer to your most private area, he stopped and your breath hitched, a little scared of this situation escalating even if you initiated it. His eyes went back to your face that made your cheeks heat up.

So handsome...

"May I?"

You knew what he was asking for, seeing as his eyes went to in between your legs before darting back to your beautiful face. You were nervous, but you honestly craved his attention and affection, really wanting him to touch you.

"Please, Byakuya."

He slid the lower half of your kimono to rest over your stomach, exposing everything that was covering those parts. You flinched once his hand went to your lower regions, grasping the middle of your soaked panties to slide them to the side. Everything was going so fast but your mind and body already convinced you that you wanted this.

Merely jerking, once his thumb was pressing down on your clit.

"Bya-"

"It is okay, My Love. If we are to do this I must prepare you ahead of time, as I do not wish to hurt you. Just relax, it's only me and you."

Everything that he said seemed to expand your heart with more love for him, but you layed on back, trying your best to relax. You felt his thumb remove from your clit, using his other fingers to slide through your folds, causing a warm pleasurable chill to tingle your spin.

No one has ever touched you in such sinful ways and when he did it, it almost instantly took all your fears away. Once his head started to lower to your heat though, you grasped his head which made the male look back up to your face, knowing exactly why you stopped him.

"____, Love, just lay back. Do not be nervous, we are doing this together. Your virginity is well known, to me. This will prepare you for me, then again if you want to stop, we still can."

Even when you've came this far, he was still so caring and thinking of you before himself. It was such a nice and heartwarming thing you thought, and you honestly didn't want him to stop bit since you're inexperienced, it just bothered you a bit. Not that you thought you would regret this.

"No Byakuya, I want you to continue. I'm just a tad bit nervous..."

"Yes, I know. I will not let this be an bad experience for you, it will be memorable forever. Try to relax," His eyes trailed back to your sopping pussy, your face heating instantly. "You're so wet, ____. So beautiful."

His head lowered back between your legs, your eyes focusing on his face as his eyes were still locked with yours just before his tongue grazed your heat. It made you gasp, shivering as he glided his tongue between your folds to collect your sweet nectar that was now his.

Even if he just started, it already felt heavenly when his tongue started digging in, his fingers also pushing in to give your opening preparation to him. It was slightly painful due to how new you were to this type of affection, but you didn't stop him because the wet tongue that was agaisnt your clit made the pain shallow.

Your head hit the pillows underneath you, a whine escaping your lips once he stopped all his actions on your body. You looked back to him seeing as he was already staring up at you, his usual expression apparent on his features.

"Look at me, ____. I want you to watch as I pleasure you, My Love."

That heated your cheeks, keeping your eyes on him before his mouth once again latched onto your drenched cunt, suckling as much of your juice as he could. He was already staring up at you as he dug into your sweet essence, letting his tongue drag agaisnt your juicy heat.

Your eyes were threatening to shut just to ride out the waves of pleasure that was being inflicted upon you, though you kept them open. His right hand grasped your thigh, pushing it agaisnt the side of his face and pulling your body agaisnt his mouth, letting his tongue press deeper into your clit.

His fingers were still pumping in you as he feasted on you, drinking all your juices out of you watching the way your face contorted a bit. His tongue was really warm, and his fingers were thick as they stimulated you when he pushed them in and out of you.

His mouth was covered in your juices already, your chest heaving due to the pleasure. He lifted himself up and pulled away from your body, though his fingers continued pumping in and out of your body, coating his fingers in your essence. He was loving how you were reacting to his administrations.

"Does this feel good, My Love? Cum, if you want."

You're glad be said something, because you were already insanely close. His mouth was once again latched onto you, both his hands grasping your thighs separately to pull you agaisnt his face. He was eating you like he honestly wanted to consume your every being.

Your hands went to his hair, gripping the black locks making Byakuya groan agaisnt your heat, sending vibrations through your bones. It rattled your insides, tingling your nerves as you nearly screamed for him.

He only just started and yet you were already so close to that high that was inching closer, and fast. He let his hand trail back to your clit as he slowly began massaging your clit, now your body arching into his mouth, causing the licks of his tongue to fasten.

Your grip on his hair tightened, making the male buck his hips to try and relieve the tension in his cock. He was extremely hard, feeling his slit already leaking a decent amount of pre-cum. It made him hiss and groan agaisnt you, sending extra vibrations that shook your walls.

It didn't take long for your snug walls to tighten, around nothing, the tongue of Byakuya harshly flicking against your clit, forcing more of your juices to pour from your pussy. You tensed and jerked once your release broke over you, your hands in his hair harshly gripping it.

"Byakuya..! I'm cumming..!"

He knew that and continued to slurp up your juices, forcing you to nearly ball up and curl underneath him. His thumb on your clit was harshly rubbing, overstimulating your body to an extent that you could hardly handle.

"Byakuya..!"

He removed his mouth from you continuing to slowly caress your sweet pussy, loving how your juices sprayed out of you. You were trembling and shivering whilst that delicious and intense high broke over you, shaking your bones and warming your entire body.

You didn't even notice when his body was removed from you and as you opened your eyes, your eyes feasted on his now nude body. This was a sight you never thought you'd see and when you saw it, it made you even more aroused but when you saw IT... your entire body tensed.

Byakuya was so big down there, visually you could see the pulsing veins throughout his cock. You could still feel your first orgasm washing over you, watching as he settled himself in between your thighs once again. Both his hands were placed on both sides of your head, looking deeply into your eyes as a moan escaped you once his tip brushed agaisnt your sensitive clit.

You could still feel the aftermath of his tongue on your clit, causing shivers and tingles to surge throughout your body. Byakuya's fingers once against slide slowly through your folds, your hands going to his shoulder to brace yourself for the sensitivity flowing through your veins as he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"You do not have to undress, for this My Love. I'm content with doing it as you are."

Again, tears were threatening to escape your eyes because of how sweet he actually was. But you wanted to at least expose some of yourself to him, opening up your kimono but leaving layed on your shoulders. He could see your stomach, breast and chest, his mouth nearly watering just at the pure sight of your body.

You thought he didn't like your plump stomach, but his lips tenderly kissed it, kissing each stretch mark that he could see. You couldn't help but smile down at him, as your heart felt like it was nearly bursting with more love for him. You honestly felt like you hit the jackpot, with Byakuya.

It no longer felt wrong anymore, you honestly feeling as if you were meant to be with him.

"I love you, ____."

"I love you too, Byakuya. Please... continue."

Your words came out hesitantly, as he maneuvered back up to your body, taking both of your hands in his and placing them agaisnt the sides of your head. He looked down and so did you, both your eyes watching as he used his hips to guide himself to your drenched hole.

You cringed once that thick tip nudged your snug hole, then and there Byakuya could tell it would be a tight fit to push through. He braced himself though, also squeezing your hands once he started to push in, your eyes clenching tightly due to the intrusion.

His eyes trailed back to your face, watching you as he sunk more of that stiff cock in. Your hands squeezed his hands tightly, ceasing the movements of his hips. He lowered his head to your neck, placing soothing kisses that were calming your nerves.

His lips always calmed you down, feeling his hips sinking starting to push back into you, breaking the tender rings of your walls. It wasn't as painful once his lips were grazing your throat, your walls relaxing a bit which allowed him to slide in easier. Your tight grip on his hands stayed though, because you could already feel him reaching the deepest depths inside you.

Quiet moans escaped Byakuya, whilst loud ones traveled up from your chest. It took him a while to bottom out but once he did, it felt like absolute heaven, even for you. Coming up from your neck again, Byakuya kissed your forehead as he pulled all the way out, watching your reaction as he slowly sunk back in.

You were practically screaming due to the hard way he thrusted back in, that bulbous tip bashing your cervix until it gave way, allowing him to practically fuck into your womb. He didn't look away from you for a second, even if your eyes were closed while he sunk slowly yet deeply into you.

You bucked your hips into his to feel the full impact of his hips, that thick cock deliciously reshaping your walls to fit like a puzzle that he could only complete. You both were already on edge as both your hips met each other in full impact, causing violent electrifying pleasure to fill your veins.

He was moaning in your face, your moans being louder than his however.

"____, you feel so... so good..!"

You could only moan and jerk from the harsh pounds of his hips, Byakuya letting out deep moans as he only moved faster and harsher, both your hands squeezing each other's tighter. His lips were again on your neck, trailing his tongue over as much skin as he could.

That pressure inside you was winding quickly, your back arching into his chest that caused his hips to harshly smack into yours, your juices spraying out and around his thick cock. The coil that was tightly wounded inside you harshly snapped, Byakuya gritting his teeth once his burning hot seed jetted into you, intensifying your orgasm that shook your entire body.

"Byakuya..!"

"You do not have to undress, for this My Love. I'm content with doing it as you are."

It no longer felt wrong anymore, you honestly feeling as if you were meant to be with him.

"I love you, ____."

"I love you too, Byakuya. Please... continue."

He was moaning in your face, your moans being louder than his however.

"____, you feel so... so good..!"

"Byakuya..!"

His hips continued though, thrusting through both your orgasms, overstimulating you and him. His hands took both of yours into his once again, pressing them down against the bed while his hips continued sizzling your brain to a fuzzy mush of pleasure, due to the crazy easy his cock sunk into you. He managed to quickly fuck another orgasm out of you, his mouth latching onto your neck to sink his teeth into it.

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"Just keep cumming, for me My Love."

This was exactly what he wanted and now he had it, had you. His rapidly thrusting hips along with his thumb caressing your overly sensitive clit nearly had you delirious with so much pleasure you've never felt in life. His hips were slow though, but he was still pushing in deep, hitting your cervix each time. You pulled him down onto you, moaning into his ears, the words he loved dearly.

"I- I love you... so much... Byakuya..!"

"We will be together forever, ____."

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So this story was too long to detail the NSFW, but I can always make that separately if you enjoyed this.

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Weeks have passed since the Quincy war in the Seireitei, many shinigami were lost to the endless battles, captains had fallen from grace, others had risen in their ranks.

Since then, the slow clean up has commenced and funerals were being prepared for those who had passed on. The Seireitei had become quiet, it became unsettling.

Ever since the death of Head Captain Yamamoto, Captain Shunsui Kyoraku became the bequeathed head captain. A ceremony was not needed for right now, instead, a much needed three week recovery time was granted to everyone.

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The soft padding of tabi covered feet paced quietly down the edge of the engawa, the thuds of the feet could be heard from anywhere inside the tatami rooms being passed by.

The shihakusho swayed almost as gracefully as the way the man walked, his stride full of determination. He stops in front of a sliding door and reached a hand out to grasp the handle of the slide door, a room he wanted to enter. A room he was all too familiar with. The room he was almost afraid to enter.

The formidable, stubborn and aloof captain of squad six, Byakuya Kuchiki, was hesitant to enter a room in his own home. He couldn’t bring himself to even raise his hand to knock first, he felt cowardly about that.

Taking the largest inhale he could muster, he slides the door open, and steps in the room. The washitsu styled room was in well kept condition as the smell of cherry blossoms wafted around the room. With both of the shoji doors opened, the cherry blossom tree just across the garden would be a beautiful sight to enjoy in the spring time; now it being mid-Fall, the only thing left were the bare branches.

The double sized futon laid in the middle of the room, the sheets pressed and comforter ironed neatly. Two dressers sat to the side of the room, a chabudai to the far right with a bookcase standing behind it and lastly a hanging lounge chair cushion. The chair was new and quite unusual from what the 28th head of the Kuchiki clan was familiar with inside a tatami room but, Byakuya wasn’t worried about decor at the moment.

The reason he came to this very minuscule decorated room was to find the cross legged figure positioned in next to the futon, a clothes basket next to them.

They picked up a small piece of clothing, his eyes recognized it as a red kimono, as it was expertly folded and set down in front of them; the process repeated as Byakuya walked over to them. Their back was turned to him as he made his way closer, trying to keep the thudding of his feet to a minimum.

Walking around them, Byakuya was now able to fully face them and carefully lowered himself to sit on his knees, his sitting form a good foot away from them.

The woman in front of him was blatantly ignoring the man in front of her as she continued her laundry. Her load was quite large and it needed to be done days ago, however, with a new weight applied to her it wasn’t an option at the time.

His wife, Y/n Kuchiki, this would be the first time in weeks he has seen her for more than a couple minutes or the simple glance he would be able to receive if he had seen her around the mansion. He had became so busy with work and his duties to the Kuchiki clan that his time with his wife was minimal. They hadn’t even slept in the same room together in weeks, because of work and he entirely put the blame onto himself for that.

“Y/n,” the man calls and the woman places another folded kimono on top a already made pile that sat next to the other three piles.

“How are you feeling?” He asks quietly.

“Fine.” Y/n’s answer was short and dismissive to which Byakuya sighed quietly.

“You are not nauseous still are you?” He continues to question.

“I’m always nauseous.” She quips, flicking a pair of hakama pants out to straighten them out, her flick was harsh.

“Don’t you have work? The servants told me that you had to go and see the head captain and I wouldn’t see you till later.” She says.

“I do have more work-“

“Then don’t let me hold you up then.” Y/n tells him, flicking her hair over her shoulder then rolling it to get a knot out, the popping noise satisfying her.

“Y/n,” Byakuya moves closer to her, the woman continued to ignore him, practically slamming down the next folded kimono onto the tatami floors to make another pile.

Byakuya finally reached out a hand to grab her right wrist, his actions made her stop her from folding any further as Y/n looked down at the folded piles below her. She didn’t even want to look at him right at how upset she was.

“I know I have been away for sometime-“ Y/n scoffs at him and removes his hand from her wrist as gently as possible.

“Two weeks Lord Kuchiki-“

“I said to call me Byakuya when we were home.” He says.

“Well right now, you’re Lord Kuchiki because, you have officially made me very, very agitated.” She berates finally, facing him and Byakuya is taken aback.

“You left me alone, for two whole weeks,” her lips were beginning to quiver as her eyes wavered.

“For two weeks!” She whispers punctuating each word angrily.

“I know-“

“And then, here’s the best part about this, you ready? Not only did you not immediately come and see me when I returned from being in hiding during the war, no, you know what you did? You told the servants to tell me that you were going to be away for a while, and when I asked them, begged them to tell me how long you would be gone, they couldn’t give me an answer!” She fussed throwing down another piece of clothing she subconsciously grabbed before her rant started.

“I was afraid that something had happened to you for weeks! I was worried that if you were hurt, you told the servants to keep it a secret until you were doing better but no, I get no information from anybody about where you were. And when you finally returned home, it would be a miracle to even catch your shadow around the corner before you would disappear.” Y/n was fuming now, her angry eyes watched her husband carefully as he sat quietly.

“I was this close,” she pinched her forefinger and thumb together.

“This close, to storming to the head captain and force information out of him. Punishment, be damned! I’m being kept in the dark about MY husband!” She continued.

Byakuya knew her worries and questions were incredibly valid and unfortunately, his duties as the clan head had taken up so much of his time that it had finally came back to bite him in the ass.

“I know, you are right. I have neglected my duties as a husband and as a future father.” He spoke carefully.

“Byakuya I thought you had died! And if you didn’t die, you stopped giving a damn! I thought you had left me and our baby!” Y/n finally yelled out, startling him.

“How could you think such a thing?” He says breathlessly.

“How could I not?! You have no idea how unloved, unwanted I felt when I barely saw you around the mansion. How the servants would tell me that you wouldn’t be home tonight because you had to work or the clan needed you for something. And don’t think I didn’t see those new scars on your body either!” Her hands cover her eyes as they began to water.

“I knew what I signed up for when I married you but, I felt you didn’t care about me or our baby anymore.” Big fat tears rolled down her cheeks now as sobs broke through.

“You made me think, that you had died and I would be raising our child alone. How could you do this to us, you selfish bastard?” Her tears seemed to double in size.

“Y/n-“ he tries to take her left hand but she snatched it away in time.

“How could you?!” Y/n yells.

“Y/n!” He roars her name as Byakuya quickly grabs her hands in his and brings them to his lips kissing them twice before he stares into her eyes again.

“I would never, EVER, leave you or our baby. Never, Y/n.” He vowed to her and Y/n couldn’t help the soft hiccups leaving her lips.

“I am so sorry,” his apology is quiet and heartfelt.

“The amount of times that I am sorry about leaving you alone for so long is infinite, I can’t even begin to describe how I would ever make it up to you. But, I promise you this,” his left hand lifts her chin to hold her gaze.

“I will NEVER leave you for so long, ever again. You are my wife, and how much I love you and care for you and our child is limitless. And you have every right to know what is going on when it regards to me.” He says to her.

“Then why did you keep it a secret?” She cried and Byakuya closes his eyes to formulate his answer properly. He hated to see his wife so sad, her tears were the last thing that he wanted to see and the fact that she felt so neglected, crushed his heart.

“At the time, I thought it was best to keep you away from anything related to the duties of the clan and insisted to the servants that you stay home and rest. I did not realize how much of my time was stolen from you until today, and seeing you for only a couple of minutes whenever I was home was maddening. I thought it would keep you safe.” He insisted, kissing her hands once more.

Y/n was quiet for a minute to process his answer then gave him a frown, a look dawning upon her face as she pointed at him.

“The next time you leave for so long, Byakuya: I’ll kill you myself.” She threatened and her husband nods in understanding.

“I love you.” He whispers to her and that seemed to unleash a wave of sadness in the woman before him and her next words were turned into blubbers of sobs.

Byakuya moves closer to bring her into his arms. Her head cushioned against his chest as she sobbed harder, gripping his shihakusho while Byakuya’s chin sat upon her hair, rocking them both slowly.

He frees a hand and maneuvers it to place it above her growing belly, this would be the six month into her pregnancy and the small movement he felt in his hand made the squad six captain tighten, his hold on his wife.

“I love you.” He whispers into her hair and kisses her head.

Byakuya knew he wasn’t a perfect man, nor was he a very emotional person his unspoken expectations were just enough to deter his wife into thinking that she wasn’t worthy and for that he would make a vow to change his unspoken words into a voice of change.

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monstas1ut · 1 year

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Characters Having Sex w/ black!s/o

BYAKUYA K , ICHIGO, KENPACHI, ACE, LEVI, MADARA

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__ +18 black coded reader, female reader, Squirting, the word slut, impreg, size diff, reader is claimed to have hairbeads in one of the Headcannons, heel kissing, teasing, pussy eating

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___ Thanks again for all of the support, I’d love comments as well! And everyone is welcome to give me their suggestions, I don’t mind one bit!

Byakuya Kuchiki is the most erotic, passionate man that you’ve ever come across. His voice changes when around you. His face turns from a blank scowl to a gentle expression. How could he not? His wife was absolutely ethereal, gorgeous, and down right doll-like. There was something about you that he couldn’t shake loose from. Your finger was wrapped with Byakuya’s whole being.

There’s no doubt that Byakuya treats you like his Queen.

Byakuya would lay you down with care, he’ll admire your soft body and he’ll vocally pick out your insecurities. He will firmly say just how much he loves them, how much he loves you as a person. Your sweet hearted husband treats you as if you’re the only woman in the world. However, if you think about it, you are. You are the only woman in his world.

“You’re ravishing. I’m quite glad you chose this color, it enhances your skin color.”

“I do wish for you to keep this on, I’ll try not to ruin it.”

Byakuya is a man who’s quite fond of clothed sex. Lingerie, dresses, and heels. Specifically heels that strap up your legs. The gold color of them would completely wreck him. They look so good on your brown skin. He always thought you looked expensive. He can’t help but imagine them by his face. And a small secret is that he will kiss each of the strings and the heel itself before sinking his cock inside of you.

“My beautiful Queen, Mrs. Kuchiki”

“You’ve gotten me so worked up… I deeply apologize for what I am about to do.”

“Don’t be bratty with me, I will give you money to fix the damage..” Byakuya will simply be referring to your lace, your acrylics, and your makeup. Because really, he can’t help but pin your wrists above your head. His cock was above average, it was so pretty and elegant just like his aura. He bared no hair below, and it was clean. It didn’t curve, but it had a clean, straightened form. It dug inside you with soft, slow strokes, and it found your g-spot every time.

Byakuya seems like a gentle, sweet, loving man, and he is. However, one thing that can push him over the edge is that pretty brown pussy squirting on his cock. He doesn’t expect it all the time, no, but he can’t help but make you feel like you’ve reached heaven. His overstimulation would include fingering you the rest of the way, or softly sucking at your clit with passion. He’d completely forget about his own pleasure… but it’s because of you.

“What such beauty…” he may sound as if he’s alright.. but he’s fought against cumming at least five times.

Ichigo Kurosaki is such a shocker and a goofball. Being in an established relationship with him is a ride in itself. He would be completely invisible most of the time, but he still thinks about you. Whether you are a human or a soul reaper, you still barely see him. He is the strongest among most, there’s no way he can’t be on the front lines. But, best believe he’s thinking about you. He’s thinking about how you laugh, your overly glossy lips, your beads and how they make so much noise.

Lord knows he’s craving your touch. He can’t even function sometimes when he’s gone for too long. He misses your touch, how you cook, and your mushroom hat(he knows it’s a bonnet, he just loves to piss you off). Ichigo gets agitated so quickly, he usually runs to you when it’s beginning to be too much for him. All of it builds up because he’s unable to see you, but damn does he give it to you the second he sees you.

Ichigo is very caring, he’s more of a gentleman in bed.. but he won’t hesitate to slut you out if you ask for more. He legit doesn’t care if you have your bonnet on, or if some of your acrylics have broken off. Ichigo doesn’t even care if you’re wearing a plain, big tee. He’s pushing that shit up and he’s using his cock to make you cum.

Big boy Ichigo has a cock that tilts to the side. It’s very thick and long. He hits the best spots inside of you, and it’s absolutely perfect the way your insides caress it. He prefers gripping your ass cheeks with a tightness, and making you go slow while you’re bouncing on him or if you’re in the doggy style position. He especially loves it if the sun is beaming from the window, shining right on your brown skin. He likes the glow, he loves the softness of your brown pussy lips around his cock. The way you showed yourself to him.

“Just… like… that… fuck”

“Ass looks so pretty like this..” Ichigo will immediately burst if you shake your ass. He really can’t deal with it. He’s the type to cum in his jeans if you dance on him, what makes you think he can survive your wet pussy and your huge ass bouncing to him. And at the same time? No. He will get his revenge that’s for sure.

All that will be heard is your loud moans and whimpers as Ichigo pounds your kitty. The backshots would sound like bombs.. and your eyes will not only roll back, but your brain would go blank.

“You’ve lost it huh? Poor thing.”

“Don’t run yet… I’m not finished y/n… Baby cmon…”

Kenpachi Zaraki had a thing about himself. The male was too large for anyone to even consider him soft. However, behind closed doors, Kenpachi is a big bear to you. Not only does he fall into your little acts, but he will come to your rescue everytime. Much to his dismay, his obvious care for you has slipped in public a few times. If you’re visibly in danger, he’s literally going to go insane, more than he already is. You’re his everything.

Kenpachi has lost a lot, he can’t let you leave him too. That is why he is as careful as possible. He may jeer some rude comments at you, he may push you once or twice.. and he may even press your buttons, but he won’t do it harshly. Just like in the bedroom. It wouldn’t be all extravagant, hell, it may not even be in the bedroom. Unlike other men, Kenpachi doesn’t plan shit. If he gazes upon you fighting like a complete maniac, yet still being a sexy slut, he’s gonna get hard.

The captain is easy to please and turn on. You could stick your tongue out at him and he’s immediately hard. A fairly huge thing is the way you’re shaped, though. Kenpachi cared nothing for women in his earlier days, hell, he still doesn’t. But, you were just that one exception. Your height was so low, yet your power level was as a lieutenant(he’ll brag about you all the time).

But the thing is that Kenpachi watches you intensely while you take his cock. He was beyond average, as so was his height. There wasn’t really a huge shock when his cock thumped on your pussy the first time you two had sex. Overtime, it’s become easier for you, and it’s made Kenpachi revel in the soft feel of heaven.

“Damn this pussy is tight.”

“Stop squeezin’ me like that… before I fuck you to sleep.”

Kenpachi also loves when you talk to him like YOU own HIM. When in reality , it’s the other way around. If you dare to act bratty around him, that just makes him have a certain excuse for pulling at your braids, or whatever hairstyle you have in your head that day. He loves ruining it.. hey, he believes if you act that bratty, you don’t deserve it.. but it’s not like he won’t go to the human world and steal what you need… he’ll do it. Besides, like Byakuya, he’s wrapped around your finger.

“How can you take all of me… shit!”

“You gotta be shittin me if you think I’m pulling out. Go ahead an’ pass out, I’m just gonna keep goin’..”

Madara Uchiha is a man of substance. One may think he doesn’t take pleasure in sex often, but wow are they incorrect. Once a black woman falls into his arms, he’s completely blind to everything and everyone else. You sparked life into his eyes. His dullness had lightened the second you came around. His secret was being touch starved, and the second you came around him, bold as ever, he melted almost.

This man was scary, everyone knows this, but you weren’t afraid one bit. You even called him ‘sugar’, ‘baby’, and ‘love’. He scowled the first time he even heard it, he practically threatened you as well. However this didn’t deter you from him, it made you try to get closer. Madara started noticing himself fall when you’d bring him meals, speak to him, and even take up for him. He couldn’t help but pair you as his own.

And once you were his, there was no backing out.

Madara specifically took a liking to the opposites of you both. The only thing in common was that you both came from strong clans. Your brown skin, your hair, it was all different. Even the way you spoke was different, and he couldn’t help but listen to it in more ways than one.

“Open. Don’t hide your voice from me.”

“I suppose you rather I stop? No..? Then act as if you mean it.”

Madara can’t help it when he’s alone, he has to cum to your sweet words. He doesn’t even mind if they were slurred or babbles. He will overstimulate you until he turns you dumb. He will tie you up just to hear your whines, and he will make you say his name over and over again until he’s satisfied.

Madara’s cock was so damn big, so it wasn’t hard for him to get that outcome. He always has you creaming on his cock, and so much. The tears coming from your eyes never fails to make him even more rough.. although, he does try to be romantic. He can be very romantic and sweet, but sometimes he loses himself. His eyes turn that familiar red, his senses are higher, and all he can think about is catching that high while you’ve come on his cock more than four times.

The room would be potent with your delightful smells, and the Uchiha mark that was on that shirt you wore would be covered in sweat.

“It’s so damn hard to be gentle with you, my love. Especially when I think about how precious you’d appear with a large belly..”

“I wonder how many times I can place a baby inside of you… you’d love that right?”

Please say yes, because he’ll cum instantly…

Levi Ackerman was a virgin before you, please understand that. He didn’t have time for such matters. So, when coming across you, he’s absolutely appalled with how you act. You’re blunt, you have the same energy as him, and you’re beautiful. You were much different from the others. Not only was the island filled with fair skinned people, but they didn’t even know people could come out such a color.

There were some who thought you were weird, but just about every man there thought that you were beautiful. The sun would wrap around your skin, and Levi would stare so damn hard that Hange would completely destroy him verbally. Levi started to become so enchanted by you that he began thinking lewd. So, when he finally got his hands on you… he absolutely went berserk.

Levi runs on pure instinct. If it’s been a bad day, he’s pounding you harder than he looked like he could. He’s short, you’re taller than him, and thicker.. but you would be lying if you said he didn’t have you cumming every three minutes. His short height didn’t compare to his cock, that’s for sure. You kind of wonder how he gets to conceal that thing while wearing his uniform.

Levi is fifty percent gentle, the other fifty being a complete maniac. There’s no knowing what you’ll get this day, or the next. One day, he could be completely on board with you slamming your ass down on him, but the next? He’ll be making sure you know that you have no authority. He loves watching you try to catch your breath, it’s funny when you also try to keep quiet. You don’t want anyone hearing you, and Levi has also felt this way.. but overtime he’s become a bit of a smut.

“You can scream louder than that, y/n…”

“You make such a mess… Your pussy makes more noise than your mouth.”

Teasing is a huge thing for him. Levi can’t have sex with you without teasing you at least once. Seeing you begging for his cock is all he needs to get him going. That, or when you try to get into your uniform. He just knew your ass was huge, everyone could attest to knowing this. It was an inside joke for the scouts. Everyone would joke solely about how you struggled to put your pants on today. Levi would silently agree when he wasn’t in a relationship with you.. but now, most people have stopped saying it.. Levi gets jealous easily, and Jean and Connie have been the two to really get scolded and hurt by Levi.

Only Levi can talk about how huge your ass is. Hell, he’s the one making it bounce at night. He’s the one that has absolutely made you a pool of water. One of Levi’s favorite things would be watching you fuck yourself on his cock.. really. He loves when you’re bouncing on it, shaking ass on it, grinding on it. He won’t admit it, but he’ll cum fast… yet he’ll still be hard. And please don’t try to leave him before he's cum, he’ll grab your curls and will not let go until you finish your duty… he doesn’t care how much you cry and whine about it.

Rarely, Levi will give pity. He’ll see how weak you are by the end of the day, and he’ll suck up his problems to tend to yours. He likes to be clean and sterile, and he knows you are too, but eating pussy was a thing he had to ease into. He couldn’t even understand how you suck him off.. but if you could do it, he could do the same to you. So, he usually eats you out when you’re very tired or annoyed. He goes so slow. He makes sure to touch every crevice. That man’s lips have been absolutely everywhere… and I mean everywhere.. he doesn’t talk about it afterwards, but he’s definitely harder than a rock.

Levi may not say it, but there was something about getting dirty with you…

“Filthy little slut…”

“Might as well get you to squirt. You’re begging me to do it anyway.”

He just wants to drink it…

Portgas D. Ace is head over heels for you, so much so that he is whipped. You’ve sparked this sudden love for women, but he couldn’t look at another woman like this. He’s like a little boy finding out he can imagine things. His brain is absolutely destroyed the second he meets you. Your energy was just too sexy. The way you look at him, the way you lick your lips, the way you rub his arm. Ace can’t help but imagine just how proactive you could be in bed.

Eventually, he doesn’t have to imagine.. but his brain still sabotages him. He constantly thinks about how you’d look in certain things, certain hairstyles. He especially loves braids and he has a huge thing for them. They seem so perfect, just like you. Your hair defines you, and it’s the most important thing on your body, Ace would understand that fully. He knows it’s your crown.. that’s why he doesn’t touch it during sex.

Poor baby. Ace can’t help when you're sucking him off. He’s all over the place because he doesn’t want to touch your crown. However, if you tell him you can, he’ll be so gentle. He won’t even grip it, he’ll run his fingers through it and inspect the feel. He won’t even yank it when you’re deepthroating him. He’ll just pant and growl.

Ace will slap your ass though, let’s get that straight. He’s not all innocent. He will do whatever you tell him to do. Hell, he’ll even sit there handsomely and watch you tease him with a lap dance. Or, he’ll watch you use your fingers for pleasure. This man is a flip flop, he can dom you into the night, but will sub for you any second. He’s a sweetie pie, he will cherish every part of your body without hesitation.

All he asks is that you make it known that he pleasures you greatly. And he does. His cock is always so warm. It makes your whole body feel comforted, but sometimes it’s so hot that you two are sweating from all of the sexual energy. Ace can barely control himself when you’re draining him.. It could result in some accidental burns, but he will apologize so quickly.. but a secret is that he nuts pretty fast if you still keep going after the slight burn.. especially if you moan from it…

“You’re-… so beautiful, y/n…”

“I love you so much… Damn. I love this pussy too… I hope it loves me back…”

Ace is such a joker when you two are in bed. He can’t help but crack a few because that’s just how he is. He will laugh when you make a cute sound, and it’s contagious.. so you end up laughing and moaning at the same time. It’s actually quite hot to Ace.. and he manages to hold his orgasm, but that’s because he tries not to focus too much on it.

“Damn it-… y/n I can’t-…”

“Sorry! It was too tight, I couldn’t pull out because you were gripping me too hard!… it’s too tight…”

“It felt so good though…”

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