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I was wondering your thoughts on some of the Bleach captains with a very petite s/o? Think like… 4’8 - 5’2 , teeny tiny lil things. Someone who “looks” frail at first glance. Is someone smaller their type? Would that factor into any pursuit? 👀 You can go into NSFW territory if you like, but I’d be happy with SFW too!

summary/ask: bleach captains with tiny/petite s/o! (height around 4’8 to 5’2 feet or 142 cm to 157 cm)

content warnings | manga spoilers!!, separated in sfw/nsfw, sfw- mostly fluff (a little bit of angst) and my personal opinions of them having tiny fem s/o, teasing, kissing and physical affection, mentions of kids and domestic life, i think that’s it for this part, nsfw - so smut of course (minors dni), fem! reader, neutral skin color reader, yapping too much about kinks ,size kink go BRRRRR, oral (receiving), different sex positions, wlw!!, overstimulation, breeding + pregnancy + kids mentioned, mentions after care + more…

a/n - #1 i am actually using tumblr last 3 years but i just recently got back into writing lol and you got my european ass to convert those feet’s and inches to centimeters, 😦 i am like 5’8-9 feet ( around 175 cm-ish tall) so please if i didn’t get a good point in this writing im sorry 😭, didn’t write for old man Yama, sorry not sorry honestly, he’s best grandpa tho <3

#2 also to say i wrote for captains in that picture (before tybw lineup) if you are interested in past/future captains please send me a request! i don’t mind doing them later on~ Toshiro is aged up (grown up/him using his complete bankai)!

SFW!

Suì-Fēng is interesting one since she is not the tallest one (as tall as 150 cm (4'11")) definitely so she is leaning more into taller or at least average sized ones. However i don’t think she minds someone around her height, they can get each other struggles and solve then like you climbing on her shoulders to get a food from a high cabinet in a kitchen or gets in a tiny space together comfortably, yeah i think she is content with it!

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi would like to have someone dandy on his side, dressing you up in fancy clothes and accessories. Having you as his dress up doll at home~ (sorry this is dry, i don’t like his characters that much lol)

Retsu (Yachiru) Unohana isn’t that tall either being 159 cm (5'2½") tall but her terrifying aura so there is no one pick on you and definitely not her in entire Seireitei so that’s nice <3 However i see her personal preference is someone taller but she also doesn’t mind having “a puppy” following her in free time ;)

Shinji Hirako, this little shit of a man would tease you till a day you die, picking on you as you are just trying to do your job or just passing by, he would put just get your paperwork and lift it that his lanky ass could reach and stuck his tongue out at you, eventually giving in and giving it back with a playful grin and a kiss on a side of your cheek as a apology, saying he won’t tease you again and then teasing you AGAIN not even an hour later 🤦‍♀️

Byakuya Kuchiki would honestly prefer someone who is tiny imo, that has already been proven right since he was with Hisana who is most likely same size as Rukia so there is no doubt. As a head of a clan he likes the feeling that his dearest could rely on him in anything, call it whatever you want but it brings him a sense of something he lost once and he is not planning to lose it again.

Sajin Komamura is TALLEST one 288 cm (9'5½") so as i said he would be probably more found of someone taller or average sized…however! that’s doesn’t mean he wouldn’t enjoy having you around, in both of his forms he would carry you bridal style at late night hours or when Seireitei is empty so you two could have your time without having a fear of being judged or made fun of because of your appearances.

Shunsui Kyōraku, this man hoe likes every woman. He is a proud women lover. He loves any shape, size and complexion in women, he would absolutely adore having you close to him anywhere, especially in his bed late at night as he brushes your wedding rings together :)

Kensei Muguruma is on a more neutral side since i can see him wanting a tall and strong s/o he can fight and train with, but something in me is telling me that he’s a traditional man, he likes to be needed and wanted, be able to stood out in front of you proud, strong and straight to protect you.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya would finally be relieved that there is another person that is small, he’s so mf tiny that you are just maybe slightly taller than him anyway, in his true bankai form he’s around Byakuya’s height so he just might indulge himself into telling you a slight teasing comment, yeah i think he would like someone tiny to match him-

Kenpachi Zaraki would have a smaller s/o without a need for you to be smaller than an average woman in height, he’s like tall-tall, strong and intimidating compared with every race anyway. However i do have a feeling that he would like to have someone so dandy and small like Yachiru since she is a practically a part of his soul so he is found of tiny and cute things. Since his little Yachiru left ( :( ) you had become one who would sit on his shoulder as you two have to go anywhere, imo he probably wishes that one day if you two had a little kid together that it would be little girl who is his eyes is a little Yachiru who you two take care of, but this one have a little eyes just like yours and he likes that very much <3

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, this is weird one because i can see him not really having a type? He barely likes anyone, yet your tiny ass got underneath his skin and now you are here for him. Following him as you two raise Nemuri together, you 3 now looking like a real family!

Jūshirō Ukitake :( gosh i love him so much, anyway he is so nice with you, since you both are physically not very strong, it would make it easy but he fears he couldn’t protect you in time because of his fragile body :( yeah, can definitely see him with tiny s/o <3

NSFW!

Suì-Fēng - i think she loves classic scissoring as you two play w each other’s clits, can’t go well with that one and also, just sit on her face when she’s angry and don’t you dare to put only 10 percents of your body weight on her, fucking sit on it like a chair and let her spend her big mouth on a good job between your legs~

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi - into Dacryphilia, absolutely loves when you get all pretty and dolled up especially in tiny dress, Pretzel Dip or missionary as you cry from overstimulation, looking so ruined and perfect just for him <3

Retsu (Yachiru) Unohana - man, if you haven’t died when she showed a 8 inch strap up your vagina and fucked you like she hate your guts you are good 👍 anyway, she fucking loves when you ride her or when she puts you in a mating press, absolutely filthy as she splits in your mouth you just because. ( she had a secret breeding kink but shush 🤫 don’t say you heard it from me, also i got some trans!Unohana thoughs, anyone interested in hearing it? comment down please!)

Shinji Hirako - he’s such a meanie in bed too ☹️, i mean he would literally yank you back by your ankle and continue giving you head with his pierced tongue, gosh the overstimulation is crazyyyy with him. Absolutely loves snuggling after it and his hand sliding on your side gently as it went to tease your kitty cat AGAIN-

Byakuya Kuchiki - he must be in love w you if he brings you to his bed so missionary or any position where he can see your face and kiss it is a must, he makes love with you and genuinely only fuckes you if he is jealous or mad, probably have a savior kinks/hints of it sometimes + soft kisses down your back as he praises you after 🥹

Sajin Komamura - (human version) when you two have sex he can’t help but to have a need to make you his because of wolf genetics in him so pretzel dip or prone bone are his favorite positions to make your tiny mind mindless as he might just cums inside if you especially in spring 🤭

Shunsui Kyōraku - loves cowgirl/any version of it so he doesn’t have to do too much at least at the start, see you bouncing on top of his cook as it’s tip bullies your cervix is a fever dream, pressing against your lower back or tummy just for your pussy get a death grip on his dick, isn’t fully interested in pulling out so pregnancy is inevitable sooner or later my dear 🫡

Kensei Muguruma - he is a simple man so he goes doggy or full nelson, fucks to fucks and myb slightly into bondage?? absolutely makes you squirt by fingering you, hate sex??? he absolutely demolish your poor pussy if you flirt w Shinji or Rose, he will kiss your forehead after it tho <3

Tōshirō Hitsugaya - (grown up version) doesn’t have that high of a sex drive but he adores you so he indulge into your horny cravings of him, loves spooning or Scissoring (just mlw) so he can kiss your shoulders or forehead as he for sure makes you cum couple of times at end of the night, secretly loves cookwarming but shushhh 🫢

Kenpachi Zaraki - actually fuckes you in every position possible and everywhere you can imagine, loves stand and deliver (The Bicycle position) as he is chocking you while pounding into your tight kitty, your bodies only stability is his arm that you are gripping for dear life and yes, he isn’t pulling out since he say so <3

Mayuri Kurotsuchi - doesn’t have that high of sex drive but he would absolutely make you deepthroath his length if you are bratty enough, probably some doctor/patient roleplay, people of Seireitei are scared to see his genuine smile if they see a little girl with both of your features??

Jūshirō Ukitake - my sweet man can only had cow girl/variations + missionary sex position with you so he doesn’t finish too soon, absolutely PERFECT with his fingers and has a praise kink so absolutely praise the living shit out of him as you make love underneath the moonlight all night long so he can be happy <333

Bleach Men Taking Your Baby to the Grocery Store Headcanons

author's note: yes the premise is random but it's also very cute and perfectly in line with my recent onslaught of baby fever. also, the banners in this post were created by the always amazing @actuallysaiyan!! thank you for the gorgeous banners, babe! 🩷🩷🩷

pairings: kensei muguruma x reader, byakuya kuchiki x reader, grimmjow jaegerjaquez x reader, renji abarai x reader, ichigo kurosaki x reader

warnings: children ages 5 and younger and grimmjow's parenting lmao this is mostly fluff and some mischief mixed in from the babies

Kensei is definitely the tough parent of the two of you, and he relishes in that fact

But goddammit do those baby eyes make him waver

As he carries little Mila into the store, he tells her they're only there for necessities

No candy, no sugary cereals, only what you've tasked him to buy for dinner

Despite being only three and a half, however, Mila has a pretty good idea of how to get her way with Kensei

It's gotten slightly less effective since the pacifiers have been removed from her arsenal, but anything that cracks her dad's tough exterior is remarkable as is

It starts off innocently enough, though soon the way she sings her little song and bops her head around becomes rife with intent

"Daddy, can has hug?" She blinks up at him, holding her arms up

Either he's willfully choosing to fall into the trap, or Kensei is merely blind in the face of his precious girl

"Of course, baby." Kensei picks her up from the cart and kisses her wonderfully chubby cheek, leading the cart behind him as he continues through the store with Mila hooked on his hip

Mila curls up, humming as her eyes scan the shelves for something she wants

"Hold Momma's list for Daddy, okay?"

Mila's little fingers hold the list carefully, and soon Kensei is at a crossroad

"Broth. What kind of broth?" He mutters, fishing his cell phone from his pocket to call you

As usual, it turns into a bit of a squabbling match. He thinks remembering every little detail is silly, and you think you've made this dish so many times he should know you need chicken broth

Kensei is sufficiently annoyed by the time the phone call ends, and Mila strikes then

"Daddy, can has kiss?"

"Yes, baby." She gets a kiss on either cheek, and the kiss she gives his cheek right back is just about the final nail in the coffin

With Kensei holding her, she's able to reach the shelf and snag a little box of animal crackers

"Daddy, can has this?"

Played by the fucking toddler again!! That's three times this week!

"... Don't tell your brothers." Kensei sighs, hanging his head in shame

It's not all bad though; he does get another sweet kiss from his princess

Byakuya is a strict but ultimately fair father

Little Jasmine has grown up under his watchful eye, though through that she's certainly learned just how many of his limits she can press and how to get around them

Going to the grocery store is rare, and even more so if you're not present for the journey

But it's vacation time, and you're busy setting up the cabin for your family's stay, so Byakuya has been tasked with gathering enough groceries to make it through dinner and the morning's breakfast

Byakuya holds Jasmine’s hand and they walk inside together, Byakuya using a tissue to pick up one of the small hand baskets. There's no telling the last time this thing has been sanitized!

“What would you like for dinner tonight?” Byakuya asks the five year old, and Jasmine hums thoughtfully

How can she end the first day of this vacation with a delicious banana split?

Appealing to her father's tastes will increase the likelihood of success, and her father is quite fond of spicy foods…

“Can we have curry?”

The light in his eyes isn't missed by the girl, and she can practically taste an ice cream sundae with a waffle bowl already

“You're becoming more accustomed to spices, I see.” Byakuya hums and begins to survey the store's offerings, whereas Jasmine is mentally preparing her list for dessert

“Daddy?” Jasmine dials up the sweetness in her tone while Byakuya examines the various cuts of chicken on display

“Yes?” He hums

“Can we have a treat tonight?”

“What sort of treat?”

“A surprise treat. Please, Daddy?”

Byakuya pauses. He's no fan of sweets, and in general sugar is limited in the Kuchiki household

But she did say please

“Mm… I suppose.”

Byakuya doesn't meet your eyes when he and Jasmine return from the store with more ingredients for ice cream sundaes than dinner and breakfast combined

He is such a sucker, but he's happy to be played when he receives his banana split with a chocolate syrup drawing of his beloved Wakame Taishi from his darling daughter

Renji tries his best to be a strict father, but his determination wavers frequently. He wanted for many things as a child, and as a parent he doesn't wish to push that same feeling on his child as long as he's capable of providing a warm, loving home

Not to mention, that damn two year is old is just so cute it makes his heart melt at the mere sight of the toddler

“C’mon, honey, gotta get some soup for Mommy.” Renji murmurs as he carefully takes little Rin from his car seat, carrying him into the store on his hip

“Why?” is Rin’s favorite question right now, and Renji’s eye twitches a bit

“Because her tummy is upset.”

“Why?”

“... I don't know.”

“Why?”

“I don't know!”

“Why?”

Renji gently pinches his son's lips between his fingers. “Shhh… Quiet time.”

But of course, the moment he lets go, Rin is back at it again

“Why?”

“Because now Daddy has a headache.”

Rin, as gently as he can while simultaneously not managing much grace in the act, pats his father's sunglasses that sit atop his head

“All bedder?”

Renji's lip practically wobbles at the sweetness. “Yes, Daddy's all better. Thank you, sweetie.”

Rin rests his head against his father, playing with the Renji’s chain while he surveys all of the varieties of soup, Renji occasionally pulling the chain away from the baby's open mouth

Rin whines after his third attempt to eat the necklace, so Renji quickly grabs the first can of chicken noodle soup he sees and makes a dash for the checkout. No baby meltdowns in public, for the love of God

Renji gently bounces the baby, pleading softly with him to calm down. It's not working very well, however, and these damn checkout lines aren't moving at all!

Desperation wins and Renji's grabbing a lollipop before he knows it, tearing the wrapping off and popping the sucker into Rin’s teeny mouth

His plan to calm the baby works, and by the time he's actually able to check out and purchase the soup, the small pop is already gone and the tantrum is starting to blossom again

And just as Renji gets the baby strapped back into his carseat, he checks his phone to see a text you sent twenty minutes ago that practically sends his eyes popping out of his skull

Can you pick up a pregnancy test too?

He glances over at the toddler, and can practically see the boy as a big brother already

Even with a fussy baby in round two of the long lines, Renji's smile doesn't waver and he just kisses and coos at the hopefully soon-to-be big brother

Grimmjow is an interesting parent. Much like how every day with a four year old is a mystery, every day with Grimmjow is a deep dive into the unknown

So when sending the man and his mini-me to the grocery store, you're not quite sure what they're going to come home with. Hopefully it at least includes the items on the list, otherwise dinner is going to be very different from what you've planned

“Oi, keep up!” Grimm looks over his shoulder, the four year old having been distracted by a vending machine

“Want snack.”

“Too bad. Let's go.”

The toddler’s stare is a little too lead paint-y for Grimmjow's liking

“Zen.” Grimmjow looks on, unimpressed as he fishes a coin from his pocket. “Fine, brat. You win, you get a snack. I win, I get a snack.”

That gets the boy to smile, clapping his hands as he jumps in excitement

Grimmjow smirks. “Heads I win, tails you lose.”

The coin is flipped off of Grimmjow's thumb and he catches it easily, Zen waiting with bated breath for the results. Does Daddy win or does he lose??

Grimm sucks his teeth, shaking his head and tucking the quarter back into his pocket. “Heads I win. Tough luck, kid. Maybe next time.”

Zen pouts, watching his father slip a dollar into the vending machine and press the buttons for a honey bun. “Aw man…”

“C’mon.” Grimmjow opens up the snack, taking a big bite and grabbing the front of Zen’s coat, carrying him inside of the store like a handbag

The boy can't help but giggle as he looks up at his father; he loves air jail!

“You're in jail. Stop laughing, fuckin’ psycho.” Grimm shakes his son a bit, hiding his own laughter into the next bite of his honey bun. He's a hardass, but that baby's laugh is precious and melts him like ice cream on a sunny day

Heads turn at the way Grimmjow carries Zen, but Grimm is highly unbothered by such judgment. His kid is happy and healthy, and anyone that thinks otherwise can kiss his ass, for all he cares

“You got the list?” Grimm looks down at Zen, the boy fishing out the neatly-folded post-it note you lovingly tucked into his jacket pocket

Grimmjow perks a brow as he reads off the ingredients you've listed. “Say, kid—” he looks down at his son. “Whaddya say we ditch the list and get some pizza instead?”

Zen claps happily at the idea and Grimm grins menacingly, crushing up the grocery list and tossing it on the floor as he hoists his boy over his shoulder, stuffing the last bite of the honey bun in his baby's mouth whilst flipping off a scandalized woman at the checkouts

Growing up with two younger sisters was good for something after all, Ichigo thinks as he wrangles his twin girls through the parking lot with relative ease

The three year olds are stubborn and independent, having insisted they walk instead of having daddy carry them! But they still want to hold his hands, of course

why no he is not melting like a lava cake, why do you ask?

The girls gasp at the sight of a shopping cart with a racecar on the end that's the perfect size for two little ones!

“We don't even need a cart.” Ichigo deadpans, though it's in one ear and out the other as the babies pile into the little racecar, turning the steering wheels and beeping the (thankfully noiseless) horns

He feels like an idiot but as the dutiful father he is, Ichigo complies with his girls’ wishes and pushes the cart into the store

Chubby fingers point as little voices call out for candies and trinkets, and Ichigo's quick with each of his responses

“No.”

“I said no.”

“No ma'am!”

He's definitely cleaning their ears out when they get home, because clearly they can't hear him! Why else would they ask for things a million times over, hm?

“Daddy always say no.” Indigo pouts, her sister nodding in agreement. All they want is some candy!! Why is Daddy so mean?

Ichigo sighs in frustration as the aisle he needs to go down is absolutely packed, and he's stuck with this behemoth of a shopping cart. Settling it at the end of the aisle, he kneels down to make eye contact with the girls

“Stay put; I’ll be right back.”

Ichigo quickly rushes down the aisle, weaving between people to get to the pasta section

Now… If only he could remember what shape of pasta you told him to buy

Indigo and Imani look at each other, covering their mouths to hide their mischievous giggles

Those Push Pops they were eyeing are still nearby, and Daddy isn't!

As the tag team they are, Indigo and Imani spring into action, Indigo rushing to get the candy while Imani (who turns up the cuteness to a ten!) rushes down the aisle to her father

Ichigo frowns and picks up Imani, scolding her for leaving the cart

It isn't exactly effective, however, as the baby eyes and the cooing let her off the hook easily

When they get back to the cart after Ichigo remembers which pasta you've requested, he sets Imani back into the racecar

Indigo slips a blue Push Pop into her twin's hand, the two of them sharing a conspiratorial smile

They almost get away with it too, though when Ichigo's strapping them into their car seats he notices the lollipops

“Stop stealing!!!!”

These girls will surely be the reason he takes medication for his blood pressure, and he dreads the day when they become teenagers!

Nothing just imagining reader waking up Kensei/Kenpachi/Shunsui by giving them feathery kisses on their lips very late at night- caressing their broad chest until it turns into passionate kisses. ❤️🥹

Shunsui - trying to register what’s going on with his lips (lol) until he opens his sleepy eyes. He chuckles as he wrapped an arm around them and kisses you gently until his big form is above yours - kissing you more slowly coz’ he’s sleepy. He’s down for whatever.

Kensei - would frown in his sleep and groan. You giggle softly and he opens his eyes. He looks very annoyed coz’ you disrupted his sleep. His bed hair says otherwise. Pffft. You just look down at him, smiling and then meet his lips again. he doesn’t stop you until he looks at his clock - pulls you closer to him and goes back to sleep lol

Kenpachi - he WILL groan growl but submits by wrapping his big arm around your form. His thin lips wrapped around your soft ones. He’s actually kissing you while he’s sleeping lmao . You continue to kiss the sleepy ol’ bloodthirsty man, anyway.

Cure For Sadness - Bleach x Reader

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

Drunk again off another crush (Kensei x Reader)

I wrote this for Kensei’s birthday and because he looks so hot in the new anime episodes. My man needs more fics about him! Also available on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49015216 "Congratulations!" "Yeah, who'd've thought an idiot like you would figure out bankai?" "Three cheers for lieutenant Hisagi!" The boisterous cheering filled the bar, a crowd of shinigami clustered together like a flock of crows in their black uniforms. They clinked their glasses together for the umpteenth time that night, Hisagi grinning like a schoolboy. "Thanks, guys!" he said, his cheeks somewhat redder than usual and his hair all mussed up from Ikkaku and Renji constantly ruffling it, like you would to a puppy. From your little corner of the bar, you watched all this going on, trying to look happy about it even as your mood sank lower and lower as the noise and celebrating grew louder. It seemed churlish to feel left out. This was Hisagi's moment, not yours, a celebration of a milestone that not many shinigami ever achieve. You were happy for him; you knew how hard he'd been working to master it and improve his relationship with Kazeshini. When you'd first heard that he'd finally done it, there had been no doubt in your mind that he'd always had what it took. But although you'd helped to arrange this little celebration, even hanging up some of the decorations with some people from Ninth (you weren't even part of Hisagi's division), and though he'd thanked you when you congratulated him and even given you a quick hug that made you feel all tingly, that was about all that had been said. His friends had arrived, first Kira, Renji and Kira and then later Ikkaku, Yumichika, Iba and Rangiku and he'd been swept up in a little bubble comprised of lieutenants (or near enough, in Ikkaku and Yumichika's cases) and suddenly it was like you didn't exist anymore. Like you said, it seemed childish to complain that Hisagi wasn't paying attention to you. You understood he'd obviously mostly want to spend time with his closest friends, the ones who had fought alongside him the longest and seen him in action the most. Seeing their happiness at his success truly was an amazing thing.

But...was it unreasonable you felt left out? Envious? Wishing you could even come close to having companions that cared so much about you? You didn't think it was, so you'd turned to the nearest available source of comfort - alcohol. You were several drinks in now and even though you'd tried to look like you were enjoying yourself, you could feel yourself growing more and more distressed and isolated, sitting nursing a drink you'd stopped actually drinking a while ago, which had turned unpleasantly watery now that the ice cubes had melted, and you weren't drunk enough for that not to matter to you. You pushed it aside in faint disgust, but now you didn't even have the excuse of not wanting to spill your drink - now you were just sitting here feeling abandoned and stupid. As Kira poured Hisagi another drink, you caught something flicker in your peripheral vision and turned your head to see a captain's robe, a stark contrast to all the black uniforms. Shit, when had Muguruma gotten here? Or wait, he'd been here before, hadn't he? That's right - Mashiro had gotten her hands on a whole bottle of vodka and mistaken it for something much milder. She'd chugged damn near the whole bottle and passed out, and Kensei had been forced to take her to Fourth Division before she did anything else stupid - apparently she had a nasty habit of abruptly thrashing awake and kicking, and Kensei was one of the only people strong enough to keep her steady and not be winded by her famous legs, so he'd vanished for a good chunk of the evening. You couldn't help but wonder if he'd purposefully taken longer than he needed to, so he didn't have to listen to the racket of his subordinate and other lieutenants getting wasted - Kensei was the only person who looked like he wanted to be here less than you did, and the thought was oddly cheering. Misery loves company, and all that. A vague ghost of a smile flickered at your lips, but it died again like a blinking lightbulb. You admittedly didn't know Kensei all that well, except that Hisagi had been fanboying constantly since the official announcement that the three former captains had agreed to return to their old posts. Time had passed since then, but Hisagi still seemed rather starstruck by Kensei, which was just as well - you'd heard he was a hardass, and if you were being totally honest, he kind of scared you a bit. He was no Zaraki or Kurostsuchi, but something about his size, intimidating aura and I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude was simultaneously scary and a little alluring. You could feel where he was from anywhere in Ninth - his reaitsu was powerful and tinged with an unusual aura, probably thanks to the Hollow that lived inside him. You wondered if Kensei was like that all the time or if he relaxed a little more in his downtime. You were certain you'd never seen him smile. As if he could sense your gaze on him, Kensei suddenly looked in your direction, a scowl on his face. You quickly ducked your head to avoid his gaze, cheeks burning.

It was time to go home, you decided. There was no point sitting here moping because senpai wouldn't notice you anymore. You knew how your moods were only amplified when you drank, and you couldn't see the night improving from here. You were stuck in a tar pit of self-loathing of your own making, and besides which, though you were friendly with one or two of the lieutenants, approaching all of them was kind of intimidating. They understood each other in a way other seated members didn't, working so closely with their captains and yet not quite being on their level. It was a weird limbo to be in, for sure. Slowly you got up from the table, and immediately nearly fell to your knees as you stood up. Fuck. The booze always hit harder this way, and it took a lot of concentration for you to skirt around the crowd of people towards the exit, weaving back and forth as you walked. Before you reached that glorious, blinding white rectangle of an exit, a hand suddenly grasped your elbow. "Where are you going?" a voice demanded. You turned around and your stomach did some kind of somersault as you found yourself staring dizzily up at Kensei himself. He was scowling down at you, as per usual, but he didn't seem particularly angry per se - he had a very severe resting bitch face, so it seemed. "Sorry?" you said, which was at least slightly better than "Whu?" which was what you'd been about to say. When you realised, he thought you'd gotten confused on your way to the bar/bathroom, you gave a little shake of your head. "Oh, I'm just - I thought I should go home." Behind Kensei came another raucous round of cheering and a facial muscle of Kensei's twitched. Clearly the celebrations were grating on his nerves as well - however fond of Hisagi he was, he was not the partying sort of guy. You didn't know Kensei that well, but you knew enough about him to know that every sound of glasses or bottles clinking and sloshing beer on the ground was no doubt grating terribly. "You're in no fit state to walk home by yourself." Kensei pronounced, but before you could get indignant over this, he sighed. "I'll walk you back to your quarters." What?! "Oh, um, that's kind of you, sir, but it's really not-" you demurred - the thought of walking home with Kensei Muguruma at your side was an alarming one. "It's not up for negotiation." Kensei overrode you bluntly, so much so that you found yourself unable to muster a second stab at refusing. His hand went to your shoulder, and he began steering you towards the door. "Come on. From here on, it's their problem if one of them passes out in a puddle of vomit." You paused and made a face at the idea. "Yessir." ~ You were right - walking with Kensei Muguruma was an intense experience. Granted, it wasn't like he was shouting at you for drinking or asking you tricky questions. Instead, he was surprisingly quiet, keeping an eye on your ungraceful gait out of the corner of his eye, but otherwise he seemed content to walk through the winding streets of the Seireitei - you'd told him where you lived, and it wasn't so far away that either of you felt the need to whip out Shunpo. Anyway, as Kensei had pointed out, the fresh air would help sober you up some. Despite that, though, the silence had a tinge of awkwardness to it. Kensei was doing you a favour, but you got the sense he was regretting having offered. Your mind was in a whirl of confusion and alcohol, and you wanted to find something to say to make the journey feel a little less of a daunting voyage. Kensei's reiatsu washed over you like a heavy wind that hints at a thunderstorm - occasionally your arm would brush his haori and the hairs stood up on your skin when it broke out in goosebumps. Kensei didn't seem to notice. "Why were you sitting by yourself?" he suddenly asked - not looking at you but keeping his eyes straight ahead. You're taken aback by the question and your answer is vague. "Oh, well...I'd said my congrats to Hisagi, so I didn't want to get in the way while he was with his friends. His other friends." you said, lamely. "It felt rude to just leave in the middle of his celebration." "Tch. His friends are spoiling him. Most people don't get a fucking parade thrown for them for achieving a bankai." Kensei muttered, and you shot a surprised glance at him. But though his words were dismissive, his facial expression wasn't disgusted or scornful. Perhaps grumbling was Kensei's idea of speaking fondly of someone. "Why did you come, then?" you asked, seized with a sudden boldness - perhaps Kensei's candidness was infectious. "You don't seem like a... party type of guy, sir." "I'm not," Kensei said, waving a hand impatiently. "But I don't begrudge the kid. I worked him hard, and he gave me the results I was hoping for. That deserves recognition." Huh. You gave a hum of agreement and turned your attention back to the path in front of you. It seemed Kensei was right - you did feel a little more sober. Walking no longer felt like a tricky task that required all conversation, though you didn't regret your decision to leave. You doubted anybody had noticed you were gone. "So that was the only reason?" Kensei pressed, startling you. "You were just too scared to talk to him around his lieutenant friends? Or were you hoping something was gonna happen?" You nearly choked on your own saliva at the blunt phrasing. Kensei really didn't pay much attention to social niceties, did he? You chewed on the inside of your cheek. You'd never examined your feelings regarding Hisagi Shuuhei in detail - you knew he liked Rangiku. Kensei knew he liked Rangiku. Everyone and their mums probably knew it. So having feelings for Hisagi had never really crossed your mind, because they were doomed before they'd even had a chance to take root. But explaining all this to Kensei made you uncomfortable, so instead you simply said: "We're just friends." "Really." Kensei drawled, and was it your imagination, or was he messing with you? It was hard to tell with his deadpan manner of speaking. "Yes, really." you said, a little huffily. "And if you don't mind, I'd rather not discuss it further." "Tch." You both fell silent again, and you could feel heat creeping up your cheeks. It occurred to you that perhaps Kensei had had some alcohol to loosen his tongue a bit himself, it was just nowhere near as obvious with him since he was so big and beefy - it would probably take enough alcohol to knock over a horse before he started to show ill effects. Though you didn't know who in their right mind would give alcohol to a horse. You knew where you were now, and you glanced at Kensei. "I can take it from here if you have somewhere to be." you said, then added belatedly. "Sir." "I don't." Kensei replied, and you snorted. "Why do you care about where I'm going or what I'm doing, anyway?" you suddenly asked him, feeling like you were teetering on the edge of something. "Thought you didn't want to talk about that anymore," Kensei said. "I'm not, I'm talking about you." you replied, bouncing onto the balls of your feet like that might help you reach Kensei better. He scoffed and glanced away, and you took a moment to admit his side profile, that firm jaw and the shape of his nose. The impressive fluff of his mohawk and were those piercings you spied in his ear? Hot. "Just noticed you around, is all." Kensei said, his throat bobbing when he covertly swallowed. "When you come by Ninth." Oh? "Oh?" you asked faintly. Kensei had noticed you? But why? There was nothing special about you and he was a captain, and a Vizard, to boot. Everyone was curious about them, even if the topic of the reason the reinstated Captains had been forced to leave was often skirted around. Was it possible you were hallucinating this and were still at that table, passed out drunk? Now Kensei turned to face you and you weren't able to pull your eyes away from him in time - specifically his bared chest, his firm abdominal muscles and that famous 69 tattoo emblazoned across his skin, the ink still bold and clear even after over a century. He caught you looking, but he didn't seem to mind it. "Yeah," he said, and his eyes slid to your lips, where a faint shimmer of lipstick still sat from when you'd gotten ready hours earlier. It was like it was choreographed. A beat of silence ticked between you, an internal debate that lasted both a moment and a lifetime. Then, before you had time to doubt, to convince yourself it was all in your head, Kensei moved, surprisingly quick for a man his size. You had no time to process before a large, gloved hand curved around the back of your neck and you were being pulled in for a hot, demanding kiss that left you breathless. You could faintly taste rum on his lips, and your back met the wall, Kensei's body shielding you from prying eyes. Your hands moved immediately to comb through his mohawk as he kissed you, and Kensei growled in response, his teeth pinching your bottom lip, enough to make you squeak. His hands roved up and down your body, one of them settling on your waist where you'd donned a brand-new sash for the occasion, his touch hot and firm and making you shiver deliciously. His reiatsu covered you, but this time you relished the staticky feeling of it, the tingling zipping across your skin. Fuck. you thought. No words were exchanged during all this. You'd both passed the need for them - your bodies did the talking plenty. When Kensei finally released you, straightening up to his full height again, you were amused to notice he had a smear of sparkly lipgloss collected on his bottom lip. You felt out of breath. "That was..." you said and broke off with a huff of breathless laughter. "Yeah," Kensei agreed, running a hand through his mohawk in a surprisingly self-conscious gesture that, at present, seemed like the most endearing thing ever. His eyes went back to your lips, but he didn't move to kiss you again. You understood - when you pushed yourself off the wall, the world wobbled a bit before righting itself. Sobering walk or no, you were still on the drunken side. You smiled awkwardly at Kensei, though pleasure squirmed in your stomach when he offered you a very slight one back. He reached out and his thumb brushed just underneath your bottom lip, wiping away some smudged gloss. You stood stock still while he did this, mesmerised by this simple movement. "Should I...?" you said, but you weren't sure how to finish that sentence. Kensei's smile turned into a smirk. "You're going to go home and sober up." he told you. "I think you've had enough excitement for one day." You licked your lips. "And after that?" you dared to ask. Kensei's smirk widened a bit, and his hand rumpled your hair. The next thing he said made your stomach clench and heat rush to your face. "And then you'll come by Ninth and we'll see if we can't find another reason to start celebrating."

霊圧 + 淫慾. // spiritual pressure + lust. [sashi-ya x twoop]

Kenpachi Zaraki, Kensei Mugurma, and Shinji Hirako: Getting Caught During Sex Part 2 Created by: The-witch-of-one-piece/WC:800+/Masterlist/Collab w/ @sashi-ya💜

TW: getting caught, fingering, groping, dirty talk, oral sex, penetration, voyeurism

Kenpachi

“I told you already,  I was going to take care of you tonight but you didn’t want to listen. And now we are here.” Kenpachi spoke in a rough tone.

Legs far apart from one another he practically ripped your bottoms and panties off of you. Your undone top is exposed to the code air. Your back pressed against his chest. His hand groped your breast while his fingers were pushing into your messy cunt. “Is it wrong to want to be touched by my wonderful captain?” you teasingly said. Your hand reaches behind your touching his face. “Wonderful? You mean wanting to be touched like a little slut by someone who can tear you apart. You have one sick mind to think I’m wonderful.” His fingers began to move faster inside you.

The door was open to his office and he didn’t care who saw, you wanted it so badly he didn’t give a flying rat's ass who saw. Ikakku didn’t seem phased by what he saw when he walked into the door because he saw way worse from you both. “Sorry to interrupt the weird thing you're doing to _____  but Catpain they are waiting for you to give the orders...” His eyes were looking at the corner of the wall not wanting to see you exposed. 

You tried to cover up but Kenpachi refused “Don’t be all shy now _____.. You are getting what you wanted right now ….. Ikakku tells them I’m attending to _______ it won’t take me long to finish her off. I will see them in a few.” Once he spoke Ikakku left  “hurry up and cum for me now little slut.” 

Kensei 

“Nghh~~mmmm~~oh god kensei~~” your moans were lingering a bit longer. The mat where you both did your stretches was being used in a different way.  Both of his hands pressed on the back of your thighs as he buried his face deep into your cunt. His lips began to suck on your clit. Your finger gripping the white hair Captain. Pushing his face more into your cunt.

“Those stretching poses of your work and to find out you didn’t wear any panties, you wanted this to happen.”  he was savoring the juices coming from your cunt. He enjoys the health-like style you both hand and he could taste the difference in your cunt juice.

“I wasn’t expecting you to do it now~~~” you arched your back closing your eyes. “Fuck~~~~ “ you began to heave a bit more. “Just like that,” you spoke in a quick tone that has a slightly high pitch to it. “I think that is a no you guys want to eat out…” you heard Mashiro giggling at the entrance. “Well, Captain you're already eating out… HEY GUYS THE CAPTAIN IS ALREADY EATING HIS MAIN COURSE IS ______!” Kensei picked his head up with a bit of a red tint on his face, “GOD DAMMIT MASHIRO!! I’M GONNA KILL YOU THIS TIME.” he shouted from the top of his lungs.

Shinji 

“Don’t drop me, Shinji.” You're held onto his shoulder, your back hitting the cold wall. Feeling your eyes rolling back of your head. Your juices were trickling down his cock as he continued to hold onto your thighs for support. 

“Ssss easy on the digging into my skin _____, I told you I got you,” Shinji spoke in a teasing tone. Her tongue traced your bottom lip before he pressed them against yours. 

Feeling his tempestuous cock slide inside and push through your dripping slit aching to be filled by no one else but him, Shinji let out a low groan as his member sheathed deeper into you.  He was usually more of a person who gradually increased his speed instead of ramming into you like an animal, but not this time. This thrusting motion he had made you a complete mess. The force behind each pound was sending your body over the edge and knocking the air out of your lungs. Shinji could see you were lost for words. Just crying out his name he was turned on by it. “Am I interrupting something?”  Rojuro looked at you both. He didn’t have a bashful look on his face; he was still rather calm.  Shinji looked a bit annoyed. He was still inside of you but stopped his thrusting. “Can I help you with something?”

“Well I was dropping by to see if you wanted to get a drink but I see you have your hands full.” he let out a small chuckle.  “Bit of advice might be to choose a different venue for the fun time and not an empty hallway. It will be empty  for a while till someone passes by.”

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Hi! For the sexy prompt: number 35 and Kensei, please.

Since I'm back on the sexy prompt list, here you go, my love!

“Please, Kensei…this shit isn’t - h~haaah - fair!” 

You whined to your gray-haired boyfriend, who currently had you pinned against his desk in front of him with your voluptuous ass cheeks spread open while he finger-fucked you from the back.

Kensei’s lips turned up in a smirk while he moved his free hand to thread those thick, calloused fingers through your hair and tug your head back.

“Huh? What's not fair about it, baby? Aren't I knuckle-deep in that sweet cunt right now?” 

He got his answer from the filthy squelching sounds that emanated around the room as he twisted and turned them against your walls, driving them right up against your G-spot.

Your pussy dribbled all along those rough digits and Kensei kept on thrusting them inside you harder and faster.

Jaw clenched and bottom lip tucked between your teeth, you let a small yelp loose when Kensei loosened his hold on your hair to smack his heavy hand against your ass cheek.

Bless your soul, you were trying with all your might to keep your volume down because Shuuhei and Mashiro were involved in a lieutenants’ meeting right next door.

“What's that, baby? I think you need to speak up. Tell Daddy what you crave.”

That unmistakeable knot in your lower belly was surely about to come undone, if only Kensei could move his fingers just a little harder to the left. 

“K-Ken…fuck, go hard, please…” You whimpered almost sadly, tears pooling in those gorgeous eyes.

Kensei almost felt bad for you as he gazed into your eyes. His stone gray ones regarded you with a telltale look of admiration plastered across his usually repressed features.

Glancing briefly at the door leading to his subordinates’ offices, a small smile upturned the corners of his lips.

“You know the drill, baby. Scream louder and I’ll fuck harder.”

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April Drabbles - 15/31

Prompt: Daisy

Pairing: Kensei x Fem! Reader

Kensei looks puzzled as you hand him the little bunch of daisies you had plucked.

“Ah…thanks? I think?” he says as he accepts, unsure what to say. It was sweet but he’s never been in this situation before. What did daisies even mean? Roses for love, sunflowers for joy, but daisies?

You look at him uncertainly, the height difference not helping. “I just thought they were pretty,” you say softly. “I can take them back.”

“What? No. I thought you gave them to me.” He pulls them back protectively, unwilling to let go.

He’s blushing and praying you can’t see. 

April 2024 Drabbles Masterlist

divider by @/ saradika prompts by @/ creativepromptsforwriting

What's His

Pairing:  Kensei Muguruma x Fem Lieutenant! Reader 

First time writing for Kensei so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Taking charge for the day, the reader hopes to end her days of duties with some self care, only to be interrupted and when Kensei comes to see her, she has more business to attend to...

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!)  (Swearing, spanking, rough sex, unprotected sex)

Word Count: 960 

"Come on! You mean to tell me that's all you kids got?!"

There could never be too much fun while training, leading for the day while Kensei was attending a meeting and handling some business, the others not fond of my ways as Shuhei was on the ground, panting and complaining:

"Give us a break! We've been at it forever!"

"Forever?!" Scoffing with my arms crossed, I turned my nose and cut them some slack, "I wouldn't say forever, but fine! We can call it a day for combat training."

"Thought I'd never see the day," Shuhei whispered under his breath, not thinking that I heard, till my voice had him running out the door along with everyone else:

"It's not too late to change my mind!"

I don't think I've ever seen him move so quickly, managing to get a laugh out of that, then heading back to my room in the barracks. Stepping inside and stripping, ready for the shower, holding a towel to my chest as my door suddenly whipped open:

"LIEUTENANT L/N-" One of the squad members had the nerve! Just standing there frozen, "I am so sorry!"

"What the hell do you want?!" I groaned, staring into his soul with hellfire eyes filled with annoyance.

"Captain Muguruma-"

"No need, I'm right here," Kensei flash stepped, blocking me from his vision, an intense glare in his eyes too, commanding, "Now, beat it."

"Y-Yes sir!" Kensei had the poor guy stuttering, earning my attention too as he spoke no words, only staring at me, eyebrow beginning to twitch.

I could always read him and have a general idea of what was going through his head, noticing that he seemed to be upset with me somehow.

"Gosh, can't even take a shower," I mumbled to myself, sighing and speaking up to him, "Alright. What did I do to piss you off now?"

"I actually came to make sure you kept up with training while I was gone," Now, he was staring down at the towel that only covered my breast down to the middle of my thighs, barely covering me.

"Then why the look?" I groaned, getting a new set of clothes, explaining, "Everything went just fine! I swear, sometimes you are never satisfied with anything."

"A squad member comes over and you just stand there like that?"

"Hehe," His attitude made sense now, laughing at him more, even being a bit sassy, "I'm wearing a towel!"

"One that barely covers you," He groaned, a swift spank having me on my toes, sucking in a breath at the sting, how his hand squeezed so much of me, growling in my ear, "And what are you laughing at?"

Biting my lip while breathing slowly, the next thing I knew, my breasts were smushed against the wall. He was in the zone already, taking the time to listen to my excuse:

"What does it matter? He wasn't man enough to take a peek anyhow."

"What does it matter?" He mocked, irritation overtaking him and adding another slap on my ass, having my jaw drop against the wall with a gasp, his hands cupping my ass and spreading, "It matters because you're mine."

The way he could just manhandle me, the tone of his voice, the strength that I could feel just by the way he grabbed me; The wetness between my thighs showed how much he turned me on, feeling the tip of his cock nudging my entrance, using his tight grip to pull me back onto him till my ass met his hips.

"You understand?" He'd never kissed me so possessively, hips ramming into me to make sure the tip of his cock smacked into my stomach every time, aching from the stretch, meanwhile, I only grew tighter around his girth.

"Don't be so serious, baby-" I choked out, finding the strength to pick myself up a little, leaning my head back to return his kiss with a hot tongue, "You know that I only need y-yo-OH!"

Our lips popped and my cheek was sweating against the wall, mouth hanging from the raw strength sent through his hips that rippled through my body, kneels buckling at the sting of his slicked thighs smacking into my ass, his tip kissing every sensitive bump along my walls up to my cervix.

"Kensei-i!" My eyes found the back of my head, hands needing some kind of contract and so, tracing the wall, whining while fighting the gravity trying to make me crumble down, just to feel every muscle tense up, Kensei taking my hands and pinning every part of me to the wall, practically fucking me into it.

"Practice wear you down, huh?" He knew that my orgasm was close, of course needing even more out of me before I reached that point.

Not that I didn't want to play this game, but my body just couldn't handle much more.

"You know I'm about to cum!" Right as I finished my sentence my back snapped into its arch, working his hips so that he still hit the sweet spots, sending me into a euphoric bliss, surely needing a shower after the mess I made between the both of us.

"Fuck," He didn't even stop, but let up some, hips creating a slow burn, chasing the last bit of distance for his own pleasure.

"Good thing I didn't get in the shower before you showed up," I joked, head fuzzy and slowly regaining proper feeling in my legs.

"I need one now, thanks to you," He was really trying to sound angry. That only made me laugh, leaning to grab another towel, throwing it over his shoulder with a peck on the cheek:

"Oh, shut it and get in the shower with me." 

Anytime | Kensei Muguruma x Reader |

author's note: this hurt a little bit to write lmao and i apologize in advance if it hurts you too

pairing: kensei muguruma x fem!reader

warnings: reader and kensei are divorced, a little bit of angst and jealousy

"I'm on my way."

It rings in your head, over and over, as you sit on the side of the road and wait for your ex-husband to come save you. Stomach a pit and each and every nerve wired and frayed, tears nearly brim in your eyes at the anticipation of his arrival. Being stuck on the side of a road you're sure hasn't seen a single driver on it in at least a week is one thing, and it's another when you've got three flats and an ex-husband with a hefty I told you so locked and loaded.

Your divorce with Kensei was finalized over two years ago, but the sad fact remains that he's the most important person in your life, and vice versa— which is why you informed him of this last-minute road trip, only to be warned against it.

"I don't think your car can handle that trip. Put it off until I can make sure everything is functioning properly."

And like a fool, you neglected to take it seriously and off you went to the festival. Perhaps it's why you had as great of a time as you did— karma was evidently waiting with a dish best served cold.

Your heart jumps at the sight of a black Silverado truck pulling up. He hates that damn truck, much preferring his fuel-efficient Elantra, but you've left him with no choice today. You're so distraught you can't even take much time to appreciate those long legs of his as he steps out of the truck; sometimes you wonder how you could be divorced from the most handsome man you've ever known.

Dressed in jeans with the platinum chain you'd gotten him many moons ago attached, boots and a black button down shirt, your gut tells you he was busy when you called. Looking so fine… He was on a date, wasn't he?

It burns.

With a resounding sigh, you meet him in the halfway distance between your cars. Kensei's never been particularly talkative and mouthy unless angry, and though there's certainly some simmering beneath the surface, he's calmer than you initially expected. He passes you a bottle of water and a protein bar before going to inspect the damage, subsequently sighing and rubbing his temples with his long fingers. "I'm amazed that your luck is so shit that you only got three flats so your goddamn insurance wouldn't cover it."

"I'm still trying to figure out how I only got three."

"Divine intervention." Kensei mutters bitterly and starts to roll up his sleeves past the delicious forearms that once would hold you up against the inferno that is the rest of his body at night. "When's the last time you even got these rotated, let alone changed?"

"I don't even know what having them rotated means."

Kensei sucks in a sharp, irritated breath and steels himself; it'll do no good to get upset this early into the project. He just… Wishes you fucking listened to him. About anything, at this point. "New rule. Get it done every time you get an oil change." And thank God your car is one that will bug the hell out of you about your service interval— he doesn't want to consider what your oil and other fluids would be like otherwise.

"Okay." You mumble and crack open the water, taking a long pull from the cold drink. It's refreshing and perfect, pulling your spirits up just a tad as you start to feel a little bit better physically.

"Eat that protein bar." Your ex-husband demands, heading for the bed of his truck and lowering the tailgate. He's got everything he needs for the swap— including time. "I know you, you little shit. You're running on a refresher from six hours ago and had a hearty helping of hopes and dreams to eat, didn't you?"

You scowl as you chew the protein bar. It's terrible, like every protein bar you've ever tried, but at least he got one that doesn't make you want to vomit. "I didn't call you here so you could lay into me about my eating habits."

Kensei's brown eyes cut to you as he lowers a tire to the ground. "You rather me go off about the rest of the shit you got yourself into now, then? 'Cause I was saving it for later."

Rolling your eyes, you look away from the man you married six years ago. He huffs and resumes himself, setting up a workstation and prepping your car to start swapping the new tires on. You find a spot nearby him, settling down onto the lawn chair you took to the festival as he begins cracking off lugnuts. Sparing a glance your way, Kensei feels a bit of a tug at his heart despite his rage. You may be his ex-wife, but you've never been bad to him a day in his life. "How long did you sit here before you called me?"

"About two hours." You sigh, finishing the water after forcing the protein bar down. "I tried to get my insurance to help me. They wanted to charge even more because it's a Sunday and I just don't have the money for all that. I considered just camping out for a night and having them come out tomorrow, but…"

Kensei shakes his head. He was waiting for your call or text announcing you were back home; that plan would never fly as long as he's in your life. "We gotta get you a new insurance policy, babe. You're done paying for one that would leave a woman stranded like that."

"Yes sir."

Silence settles in for a while as you watch Kensei work. A light bead of sweat trickles from his temple to his neck, and then he tosses his tools down to carefully slip the buttons open and take off his shirt. If it's somehow possible, his biceps are bigger than they used to be. Leaving himself in a white tank top, he tosses the shirt your way. "Keep that clean for me, yeah?"

"Mhm." You slip into the oversized shirt, his handsome smelling cologne flooding your senses. He's not slick at all; it's chilly out in this wasteland, and rather than simply ask if you're cold, he'd rather ensure you won't be.

His unstoppable air of authority wraps you up, even now.

"Were you busy?" Tumbles out of your mouth after the beat of silence lasts too long. He's finished one tire already and it's really hit you how much you relied on him during your marriage.

It's no wonder he didn't fight to salvage it.

"No." He lies through his teeth and it's easy. Just a little too easy.

It's no wonder you served him divorce papers.

Huffing softly, your brow draws together. "Yeah, right. You got dressed all nice just to come bail me out? Bullshit. I'm smarter than you give me credit for, Ken."

"And yet, you went on this trip without getting your car checked out." Kensei snaps right back, irritation creeping up and warming his neck and ears. "If you didn't wanna wait for me, fine! Why not take it to Abarai's place?" He's got a point— You've known Renji for years now, and he'd always make time for a friend, his business needs be damned. He'd have it done in a day, easy.

Still, the embarrassment of being scolded like this lights your temper. "I told you, Ken, this trip was not planned. I had a friend up north mention the festival and we decided to go to it and meet up."

"Even if I accept that answer, which I don't, there's no reason for you to let your car get this bad! I don't even wanna look under the hood! Why do I always have to take care of your shit for you?? Time and time again, you fuck up and then you call me to bail you out!"

Your eyes widen with a series of blinks. He doesn't sound pissed as much as he's simply… Tired. Upset. Kensei being angry or frustrated is not foreign to you— on his surface, it's the only emotion he knows. But as his wife, you saw the softer side of his feelings. He does get sad, he does cry and he does have bad days like anyone else. And as you take in his tirade… The realization hits that those glimpses of his belly showing were almost entirely gone by the time of your separation.

That marriage was already doomed by the time you attempted to save it. Serving the papers to him wasn't supposed to do anything but show his true colors— he'd fight for you, or he'd give up. And Kensei chose the latter.

"Ken." You murmur carefully. "What were you doing when I called you?"

Kensei throws the tools down, rubbing his hands over his face. "I was on a date."

You'd rather have been left on the road to die than hear him say those words to you. The sinking feeling in your stomach threatens to send that protein bar back up just at the thought of him sitting at a restaurant with another woman, treating her in the same ways he'd treated you way back when. Kensei dating isn't unusual, per se. He's a single man, attractive and still quite young…

But he's yours.

"And you came for me?"

Kensei's hands drop to his lap. "For better or worse, babe: that's the promise I made you."

"The wedding vows don't particularly mean shit after the divorce." Tears of shock and hurt fill your eyes, though you refuse to blink and let them fall. He will not make you cry again, ever, but… The turn of your head to look away from him sure does accidentally force them out.

Kensei drops his head— he hates it when you cry, and hates himself for being the reason. He should've just lied again, brushed it off and moved onto the next flat. It wouldn't have worked though; the guilt he shoulders when he lies to you eats him alive, and it triples due to the look on your face when he does lie. You know he's not telling the truth, every time he tries it.

"I don't know why you think I'm the type of man to leave any woman stranded, much less you. You're the exception to every rule I have, always have been."

Your lip wobbles. It's true, you've always been the one to break Kensei's rules. He said he didn't date coworkers. But he dated you. He said he wasn't after a serious relationship. He married you. He said you shouldn't see each other after the divorce. Yet, he was calling and asking how you were doing not even a week later.

He's always loved you.

It's quiet for a while, and eventually Kensei gets back to the entire reason he's here. Clouds are rolling in, and he'll be damned if he gets caught in the middle of a rainstorm right now. His chest cavity feels empty and he wants nothing more than to crawl into his bed and sleep these horrible feelings away.

"Why?" You ask after a while, your few tears mostly faded now.

Stop, stop, stop! Stop asking questions, stop crying over your ex-husband moving on!!

"Why what?" Kensei mutters as he torques the lugnuts on the second tire.

You sigh to yourself, a beat of silence taking over again. Kensei's amber eyes flick over to you, snuggled into his shirt and avoiding his gaze as you curl into your chair. You're at war with yourself, that mental battle clear as day on what he can see of your face. His heartstrings tug, and next thing he knows he's wiping his hands and kneeling in front of you, cupping your cheek in his hand so you'll look at him.

His thumb swipes away a small tear. "Babe. Talk to me. You're not gonna feel better otherwise."

Your chest heaves at his touch, at his sincere eyes and warmth that keeps you so in love with him even now as a shudder wracks your entire body. "You keep your promises to me. You're always there when I need you. But why didn't you fight for our marriage?"

Kensei's silver brows raise before knitting together. "You wanted to leave. I wouldn't force you to stay if you weren't happy."

"I wanted you to care! I wanted my husband to tell me he still loved me and that we could work it out, but you didn't! You let me leave without so much as asking why!"

Kensei withdraws his hand. "Of course I cared! Does this—" He gestures back to your car. "Look like I don't care?? You had my whole heart in your palm, and you broke it! But I still come for you! All I want is for you to be safe and happy, and if it's not with me, so be it! You matter more to me than I ever have!"

"I've never wanted anybody else." Your eyes burn with fresh tears. You've never so much as entertained another guy for a potential date, let alone go out with someone after the divorce. There's nothing but your love for Kensei stopping you, but foolishly you hoped he would do the same; how unrealistic and unfair of you.

How many dates has he been on with this woman? Has he kissed her yet? The entire idea makes you want to scream and cry and cuss an innocent woman out for banging your husband. Ex or not, he's still so much of your heart that to lose him would ruin you.

"Then why divorce me?" He murmurs, standing and stepping back. The clouds are darkening, and he feels a hefty drop on his shoulder. "Why put me through a divorce if you wanted to stay together?!"

Anger boils inside your stomach, blood churning at an incredible pace as you rocket out of the lawn chair and fill the space he's created between you. "Why not fight?! If you love me as much as you keep saying, why didn't you fucking try?!"

"I already told you!" Kensei yells right back. "You wanted to go! So I let you go, because it's what you fucking said you wanted! You ended our marriage over a goddamn test, like the six years we spent together were some kinda fucking joke to you. You can't accuse me of not caring when you ended a four year marriage over petty shit!"

"I gave you a choice, Ken! I served the papers, but you signed them." You poke his chest harshly as two raindrops bounce against your forehead.

"I'm not having this argument with you; the shit's been said and done with for almost three years." Kensei turns his back to you as the rain starts a steady fall to swap out the last tire and get the hell away from you.

"Is she pretty?" It's beyond petty, so stupid and childish but you've got to know. If he likes this woman, or God forbid loves her, you'll never call him again. You'll die cold and alone before even considering reaching out to him, as an ex-wife to an ex-husband should.

Kensei stops in his tracks. "Yeah."

"Do you love her?"

"Never."

"Why?"

Kensei looks up at the sky, the gray clouds swirling as the rain descends. He closes his eyes and breathes deeply, and it's the same as always every time he's left to gaze at the back of his eyelids— you and him on the night of your wedding, laying together in bed and giggling like teenagers at the prospect of your happy life together starting.

He turns, white tank top half soaked as he comes back to you and holds your face like porcelain. This beautiful face drives me crazy… "Nobody's ever gonna be able to be you."

You whimper and a fresh set of tears mixes in with the rain as Kensei leans down and kisses you, his passion so pent up that he's picking you up and pressing you to his truck before you can make heads or tails of anything. His shirt is swiftly bunched into your hand as the surprise subsides and the gratification fills you to the brim, your lips and tongue sliding with Kensei's in a messy reunification. Too long, it's been too long since you had this, since you felt his warmth on you and reveled in it.

His silver hair is silky between your fingers and he groans as you massage his scalp with your nails. He's always been a bit like a cat in that sense. Your legs around him and his arms around you tighten as you urge your bodies closer, leaving no room for even Jesus now. The rain pours around you, leaving you drenched by the time you've got no choice but to pull back, lest you die making out with your ex-husband.

All in all, not the worst way to go.

Kensei kisses your cheek gently, his lips lingering as he maneuvers to open the door to the passenger seat and shield you from the onslaught of rain. Peppering small kisses while he wipes the rain from your face, he turns the truck on and sets the heater up to keep you from getting sick.

He strips himself of his tank top once he's left you safely in the truck, tossing it in the truck bed before running to finish up the last tire change with this lucky break in the rain. Your fingers come to touch your tingling, smiling lips and you close your eyes as the space of Kensei's truck encompasses you.

By the time Kensei's back, his tools and your old tires all loaded up, you're beyond sleepy. Scooping you into his arms, your husband walks slowly and kisses your temple as he carries you to your car. "C'mon. Time to go home."

You steal a kiss off his lips, and by the time you're back in town, you weigh every option as you sit at a red light behind Kensei. Taking the next turn leads you home, but going straight will bring you right to Kensei's apartment building.

The light turns green.

I Missed You, Babe. (Kensei x F.Reader)

Synopsis: Reader is a soft spoken and shy girlfriend. She hasn’t seen him in a while due to his ongoing investigation. She gets her way with the big grumpy man in some way!

AN: A fic for my lovely hubby ~ I love him I stg. This was in my draft for a month and I finally finished it. I hope you enjoy! 😉 ❤️

show some love for this easily annoyed and temperamental captain 💕 I mean just look at him. 🥰

Warning: grumpy boyfriend, teasing, foreplay, smut, grammar.

Please like/reblog or comment. It would be greatly appreciated!

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It was very quiet when you walked inside Kensei’s residence. You had finished your shift at squad 4 and decided to stay over at his place for the night. Lately, you haven’t been able to see your boyfriend because of the ongoing investigation he’s been assigned to do and the mountain of paperwork he has in his office.

Normally, kensei comes back home late. He takes his shower, eats dinner, and then goes to sleep - like a drill sergeant. the last time you had stayed over at his place was two weeks ago. You miss the intimate moments you have with him - his arms wrapped around you, you laying on his chest, and so many other things that requires physical intimacy. It’s both your guy’s love language.

While you waited for Kensei to come back home, you took a shower, changed into his oversized tank top, and stayed in the living room decided to watch his favorite movie, “fight club”. the movie is too gruesome for your liking so you thought about preparing a meal for you and your boyfriend. You got up and walked to the kitchen and grabbed some plates from the cabinet. “Curry rice sounds like a good idea…” you mumbled while you opened the rice bag and scooped up some of it and put it in the pot.

Normally, Kensei is in charge of cooking. He’d rather eat something that’s filled with veggies and meat and some rice - all portioned. Instead of eating the store bought crap that you buy and call it a “homemade” meal - when all you do is microwave it. You’d giggle at the man and plead him to teach you but it always leads to a long cuddle session in the kitchen and a tasty meal.

You turned on the stove and walked to the fridge to look for some meat. The fridge extremely organized. It was stocked with labeled containers of vegetables, meat and most of his other protein items. “Aha!” Luckily you found a container labeled “curry” on the bottom shelf and pulled it out of the fridge. You happily skipped to the counter next to the stove and opened the container. You giggled at the thought of Kensei barking at you for dancing in the kitchen because “it’s dangerous to do that while you’re cooking”.

“5 minutes.” You saw the number on the micowave and pressed start. You walked back to the living room to see the movie for a moment until the microwaving was done. “Oh my, it smells so good all the way to the this room.” You turned back to the kitchen and took the bowl out of the microwave. You hummed at the smell. “My baby is such a good cook.” You placed it on the counter for it to cool down and smiled - the rice was still cooking.

You were about to go back to the living room but you quickly turned your head to the sound of the sliding door open roughly and you heard a heavy sigh. It came from the front door. He must have had a rough mission. You skipped to the hallway and met kensei at the genkan. “Hey ken,” you greeted softly to which he looked at you - wearing his tank top.

“Oi. How long have you been here? Did you eat?” He’s still taking off his sandals. You pouted. “I’m not some intruder, kensei.” You crossed your arms. “And I’m not a baby.” Kensei looked at you while taking off his white haori and stepped out the genkan. “I see.” He closed the gap between you two and kissed your lips, gently. His way of greeting you, in fact.

“How was work?” You caressed his cheek and let it rest there. Kensei heavily sighed. “Fine. We managed to find hints of the missing shinigami. Just…their sandals and shihakushō.” He frowned and made a fist. “But we still don’t have clues about what happened to them.” That didn’t sound “fine” to you at all. You took his hand in yours and opened it - taking off his gloves and doing the same with the other and held them. Kensei interlaced them with yours. “I made some curry. The rice will be ready in a couple of minutes.” You spoke softly at the man who’s now feeling a bit better. “Come eat with me?” You turned to walk to the kitchen - his hands still in your dainty ones.

“I need to take a shower first.” He interrupted and patted your head ,and then walked down the hallway to his bedroom. You whined “I’ll set up the table, then.” You watched him walk down the hallway. He grunted an okay.

You headed back to the living room and laid on the armrest. You heard the shower start after Kensei sighed. You thought this would be a perfect night to be with your boyfriend after not seeing each other for so long. Of course, you were aware of the situation in seireitei; you know that he would put his life on the line to help. He’s a captain of the 9th squad.

A few minutes passed. You heard the shower stop and your boyfriend’s footsteps go to his bedroom. “Let me go check on him.” You got up and walked in the room. You breath hitched. His towel is wrapped around his hips - showing his deep pelvis, broad shoulders and abs. especially the tattooed “69” on his chest. The ladder always makes you remember the times you were in that position.

Also…the dick imprint poking through the towe—“What is it?” He looked at you as he dried his hair with another towel. “Huh!” You looked up at him from the doorway. “Ehh…I wanted to tell you that dinner is ready,Kensei.”

“Okay, babe.” He looked away still drying his hair and let the towel hang around his neck. “What are you watching on tv?” He walked to the dresser. You’re still in pure awe at how sexy the man is in front of you. “Y/n.” He looked at you though the mirror. “…f-fight club.” You blinked. “Without me?” He joked. Kensei knows that you don’t like to watch gruesome fights and other manly things. “I was curious about what the movie’s about.” He laughed.“Sure.” You heard him when your back turned - you almost rolled your eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Smells good,babe.” Kensei walked into the kitchen and wrapped an arm around you. He kissed your temple and then sat down. You were putting rice on the plates. “Thank you~ken.” Kensei looked at your form from behind. His tank top looked like it drowned your form but it didn’t matter. Especially the side of your breast revealing from the armhole of the shirt. You gulped when you turned to put the plates on the table - Kensei is shirtless and wearing only his boxers - proudly showing his sculpted body.

“Oi. Stop ogling me and start eating the food.” You giggled. The two of began eating. “This curry tastes great. you made this?” You smiled at the man nodding while eating his dinner. “Mhm! It’s the leftover curry I microwaved. I cooked the rice too!” Kensei looked at you in disbelief. “Y/n. Microwaving is not the same as cooking”. You shrugged and smiled. “It’s the effort that counts, ken.” Your boyfriend sighed at the notion but continued to eat the food.

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“I’ll wash the dishes babe.” Kensei started wiping the plates and put in the sink. You hugged him from behind - whining. He feels your covered nipples on his back through the fabric. “Nooo~ come with me.” You hugged tighter. Kensei sighed and unwrapped your arms around him. You were about to protest but he gently lifted your head up with both hands and kissed your lips - and said lowly, “I’ll watch the movie with you when I’m done cleaning up.” He looked at you, promisingly and you nodded. He kissed you again before he turned to the sink.

A few minutes passed and Kensei saw you laying on your side on the couch as he walked towards you. Your eyes immediately turned to him and you raised your form - sitting on your knees, to give him a spot next to you on the couch. “I missed you so much, baby.” You smiled softly as your boyfriend rolled his eyes and sat down. He pulled you close to him - his arm wrapped around your waist, chin on top of your head and your left leg over his leg. You felt so warm and safe being this close to him.

Leaning on him, your small hands reached for his right hand and started massaging it. Your thumbs working on the stiff muscles; stroking down from the wrist to the middle of the hand and then working on the fingertips until you stretched his hand out and interlocked it with yours. Kensei kissed your forehead and you moved closer when he caressed your waist.

“You okay, babe?” Kensei suddenly felt you shift beside him. You hummed when you kneeled and moved his other hand from around your waist and started to massage it. You looked up at your boyfriend - the colorful lights flashing on his face from the tv. He grunted when you massaged a really good spot. You leaned against him again and looked down. His big bulge is evident underneath the tight fabric. You caressed his inner thigh slowly. No response. You continued to do that until you reached up to his bulge and brushed it lightly. “Watch the movie, y/n.” your boyfriend moved your hand away from it. “I am, ken.” He knew your were lying. You reached for it again and proceeded to graze the covered girth with feather-light touches. “I’m just playing with…something.” You heard him sigh deeply. “Oi.” He a warned. You looked at him innocently. He looked mad but deep down he isn’t - just flustered. You know it takes guts to provoke him.

“Are you doing this on purpose?” You leaned back and pulled out your breasts from the armholes of his tank top. You rubbed your nipples in front of him. You shuddered when you circled it slowly. “What am I doing, ken.” You looked breathless and needy. I came to spend time with my boyfriend not watch the movie. “Hmph.” Kensei turned back to the tv but you turned his head back to you. “Oi, y/n.” you shifted closer to him and giggled at his second warning. You like to mess with him sometimes. To get what you want. it can be a little scary but you know he give in, eventually.

You leaned to nibble his soft lips while your hand wandered around his chest. He submitted by wrapping his lips and massaging it with yours, gently. You slid your hand down to rub his bulge - warm tongue glided around yours in the process. You moaned and looked down when he spreads his legs - your thumb rubbing the tip underneath the fabric, slowly. “Ken.” You breathed when he lowered to your breast and began licking your nipple. You moaned and stroked his hair. Kensei lifted his hips from the cushion each time your thumb brushed the tip and groaned “Shit.” He sucked your nipple entirely.

“Ah..” his deep exhale made you pull out his girth and stroke it. You felt the thick veins around your fingers. A wet “pop” from his lips made you shudder. You kneeled and lowered your head to lick the pink tip and circled your tongue around it. Kensei bit his bottom lip and placed his hand on your lower back to keep you there.

You mouthed the head and locked your jaws. Your head slowing bobbing up and down. “Agh.” He breathes heavily - rolling his hips in your warm embrace. You licked the undersides of the tip and then enveloped his length deep in your mouth. “Yeah, baby.” He groaned at your boldness - looking down at you as his hand snuck under the tank top. No panties? He hummed and rewarded you by rubbing your pussy sideways to open you up. The warm strokes of his fingertips rubbing your puffy lips made you arch your back and spread your legs. His middle finger rubbing your circles on your clit, slowly - your’re getting wetter from the caresses. “Ken.” You gasped when dipped two fingers inside your cunt; rubbing your plush walls with the pads of his fingers each time he curved it.

you whimpered as he was working you open. “Y/n…” Kensei exhaled a gratified breath and stroked your hair every time his dick hits the back of of your throat. You hummed when he slowly bucked into your mouth, drooling on his girth.

“Shit…come here.” you gladly straddled him - both of your knees on each side of him and you positioned his cock to your entrance and slowly slid it inside your cunt. Kensei spreads his legs wider to feel the warmth of your ass on his thighs. “Fuck…” he rolled his hips inside your pussy. “oh ken.” You wrapped your arms around his neck and started grinding on his cock - bouncing on it every time he thrusted. Your lips met his, passionately - in the process of getting fucked.

“Hold on to me.” Kensei leaned back and wrapped your legs on his arms from underneath and got up from the couch. “Yelp!” He chuckled at how panicked you looked. “Put it in.” He kissed your neck lovingly as you stroked his cock and aimed it to your entrance. “Ken…” his warm kisses and his cock filling you up made you clench. “K-ken..” He rolled his hips slowly - his pelvis rubbing against your clit.

You closed your eyes and focused on how he started pounding into pussy. The sounds of skin slapping filled the living room. Your breath hitching each time he pushed in. Kensei hid face under your neck, focused on your cunt sucking him in and randomly bucking faster to not lose your warmth. You’re holding on to him for dear life - your feet dangling in the air, your head pushed back, and mouth wide open. You’re completely blissed.

“That’s it baby.” He thrusted faster. You’re whines filled his ears as he’s fucking you in the middle of the room. “Good girl.” The sounds from your sobbing cunt slapping against him sounds so vulgar. Kensei kneeled a bit to get a deeper feel. “Ahhh!” You whimpered when a particular thrust made you see stars. He lips enveloped yours, lips moving frantically - moaning into each other’s mouths.

“Unh..” you started to quivering as you felt the warm prickling feeling down your stomach and clit. Kensei grunted loudly when you walls started clenching him uncontrollably. Your breath hitches as you were getting closer to your orgasm - your toes curling in sync with the rush of your pussy throbbing. “Right there baby, don’t stop.” He whispered as your warm fluids dripped on the floor. “Ugh!” You keened as your hips rocked with his - the gushing sounds were evident.

Kensei slammed into you and cummed. His loud grunt made you shiver. “Fuck, babe…” he kissed your lips breathlessly while you rubbed your clit against his pelvis to ride out the last sparks of the orgasm - his cock twitching as your plush walls stroked him. You’re both sweating and completely flushed out.

Your lips smacked against his once more as Kensei slowly thrusted his cock in your cunt. “Mmm” you moaned when he grabbed your ass cheeks - still stroking his length inside you. He can’t get enough of your warmth. You broke the kiss and looked down at the mess on the floor. “It’s fine. I’ll clean it up.” Kensei pulled out his girth - cum leaking from the tip.

You whimpered when he laid you down on the couch. You felt boneless - your legs felt sore and jello-ey. “Oh. The movie is done.” You watched the credits. “Oi. You didn’t even pay any attention to it, idiot.” You giggled. “I missed you, babe~.” You watched him bring a towel into the room and wipe the floor.

“yeah yeah. Let’s head to bed.” he kissed your lips and carried you to bed.

End.

A Reward for my Precious Boyfriend

cw: Established relationship, masturbation(f! doing it on her own), nipple play, nipple licking, nipple pinching, hand job, blow job, tit job and finishing on someone's face ( here reader san), after care and a sprinkle of fluff a wholesome lovey dovey moment at the end!

wc: 767

cs: This man is soooo 😭🤯🫠🥴🥲 I can't even formulate what I want to say about him. Anyways, let me know what you think about it in the comments.

gist: You hardly ever see your boyfriend these days. This could only mean one thing :Kensei is working really hard. It's been some time since you two had been intimate but you don't want to tell him either so you take matter into your own hands…

Kensei worked so hard this past week. Whenever he came back home, he slept right away. You understood that this was due to his fatigue but you were home all day long. Some of those days where you were by yourself, you terribly longed for his touch upon your body, his callous rough hands caressing your delicate body. His fingertips viciously playing with your nipples in synchronization with his other hand relentlessly bullying your bud. His lips would leave a trail of wet hot kisses and he would often bite your inner thighs to let you know you belonged to him.

This was enough to get you hot and bothered in addition to not being intimate with your boyfriend these past weeks. So, you took matters into your own hands, you needed to get off before you could eventually go mad. You decided that you still had some time because Kensei always comes home quite late and he wouldn’t catch you in the living room masturbating or so that’s what you initially thought. You got undressed and started touching your nub just doing some small circles on it to get lubrication going. It doesn’t take long for you to orgasm so by yourself, you can easily pull three or four without getting tired.

It felt so good to finally get rid of that tension, your boyfriend is really attractive that sometimes you have to physically stop yourself from jumping on him like a rabbit in heat. You were so focused on your orgasm that you didn’t even hear the front door opening nor closing. Your boyfriend decided to appreciate the show your were putting on without him making you feel this good. He is eyeing you like a predator, he is visibly affected by your current state. His bulge feels uncomfortable in his pants but he is going to enjoy the sight before him.

He silently walked towards the couch and kept watching how you continuously stroked your clitoris, pinched your nipples, sucked on them all the while you wantonly moaned his name. He was surprised, he knew that he had an effect on you but he never thought that you had been suffering this much so he cautiously got really close to your body on full display on the couch. He got close to your ear and bit it. You were at first going to show it but no one did this to you other than your boyfriend and when you opened your eyes there he was. In his captain uniform looking smoking hot as always but now he wanted to have his way with you.

“Kensei, I can ex-” you try to tell him but he cuts you off saying “It’s okay my dear. I haven’t had time to take care of you this week and it’s normal for you to do it yourself. Do not apologize, I’ll try to  do my best from now onwards, okay!” You’re so lucky to have an understanding boyfriend like this but since you have gotten off already it’s time for him too get his fill too. So you tell him to loosen his pants and let his dick out, you get on your knees in front of him and slowly start pumping his length. A little after, you engulf his shaft in your mouth and he nearly loses it. He’s really sensitive but you go slow, your goal is to get him sufficiently wet. When that is done you take it out of your mouth, he is confused but you reassure him “don’t worry what coming it’s better!” 

You put his penis inbetween your boobs and tell him to rock his hips back and forth slowly for a heigthened feel. He does just as you told him to. And for the cherry on top of the cake when he expects it the least you lick or suck his tip. “This feels amazing honey, I don’t think I am going to last that long though” he warns you. You announce “It’s okay if you come on my face, I don’t mind. Now it’s all about you so please when you are ready just do.” And he does paint your face with his essence, he asks you to stay there. He comes back quickly from the bathroom with a damp towel to clean your face. He cleans it for you and hugs you firmly for a moment. “I love you so much” he says and he adds “ I am so happy to to call mine”. You smile and say “me too Kensei. I love you” and you kiss his forehead.

Part 14 of Pride series

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Sincember Event❄️❄️

Requested By: @sacredwarrior88

Rating: Fluff/Suggestive🍥🍭

“Shit, it's cold out here..”

You brought your scarf up to cover the lower half of your face while your feet sank deeper and deeper into the freezing, wet slosh beneath them.

Head-Captain Kyouraku is undoubtedly a slovenly bastard for this.

Having you, his faithful little third seat, to deliver his contribution to the weekly Seireitei bulletin to Captain Muguruma.

In the middle of a fucking snowstorm.

And on top of that, you take after your older brother Kenpachi - you're terrible with directions!

If you had actually taken the time to check the weather before you left, you'd have known that the snowfall was only going to increase further. The chances of a blizzard happening were above 90%.

“Dammit…I can’t see a thing out here. Who knows where I could be? I could be on the way to Sōkyoku Hill right now and not even know it! I-oof.”

You fell back onto your ass in the snow after colliding with a solid wall.

Wait, a wall? 

A soft grunt reached your ears before the sight of an orange-gloved hand coming towards you made you look up to see what you had run into.

Or better yet, who.

“You know, the polite thing to say when you run into someone is ‘’excuse me'.” Kensei’s gruff voice called out to you. 

The snow was still getting into your eyes even though you were wearing goggles, so you could only barely see his disgruntled expression as he waited for you to accept his hand.

“Sorry. Excuse me and thank you, Captain Muguruma.”

He grunted again, irritably.

“You can drop the formalities. Kensei is just fine. You're one of Shunsui’s brats aren't you?” 

Your mouth dropped open and a snowflake fell on your tongue. Wrapping your own gloved fingers around his, you used his body as leverage to pull yourself up.

“Brat?! I'm not a brat.” You huffed indignantly and crossed your arms. 

The corner of Kensei's mouth turned up.

“Sure you're not. That for me?”

His stony eyes trailed from your boobs that you'd managed to push up with your previous motion to the folder tucked underneath your arm, carefully tucked away from the cold torrent of frosty snow that was swirling all around you both, more fiercely now.

“That old man sent you out here in this shit just to give that to me? What a waste of space.” Kensei rolled his eyes and getured for you to hand it to him.

“O-oh! It’s no trouble, really! Here you go!” You handed the file over with no problem. 

“Well, my mission is done. I'll be going now, see ya Capt-whoah!” 

Kensei had tucked the folder under his own arm and simultaneously pulled you into his side.

“You working with half your brain or what? There's a fucking blizzard coming and I don't trust you to make it back to squad one barracks by yourself.”

“Hey! You calling me dumb?!” 

Your cheeks puffed out and you rolled your e/c eyes now.

He chuckled. “You said it, not me, sweetheart. Come on.”

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Just as Kensei said, the blizzard came in full-force.

After the two of you made it back to his place and he'd shut the door behind him, the snow began falling harder and faster.

It piled up against the front door, effectively sealing it shut and trapping the two of you inside.

“How unfortunate is that. We'll probably be stuck in here until the morning when the sun comes back out - if it even does!”

Kensei's heavy boots on the wooden floor behind you made you snap your head around to face him.

It was obviously too cold outside for shinigami robes, so instead he was dressed in a thick, gray sweater with a black puffer coat over it, black scarf, black cargo pants, and his orange gloves.

“You see something you like?” Suddenly a hot mouth was beside your ear, tickling the fine hairs inside of it as Kensei breathed his warm breath onto the side of your neck.

It was a welcome contrast to the striking cold chill that had been covering your body since you'd entered his home; with that simple gesture a fire lit inside your core and you subtly rubbed your thighs together.

With a smirk on his lips, Kensei backed up to give you some space before walking off to a fireplace that was positioned in a corner of the large living room and lighting it.

“Make yourself comfortable, sweetheart. You don't have to act shy.”

“Hmph, who’s acting…” You mumbled bashfully and began to take off your gloves and coat before joining him on a large chaise lounge situated in front of the fireplace.

Kensei had also taken off his coat and hung it on a rack close to the door. His strong arm muscles rippled beneath his sweater as he held you close to his chest.

“Captain Muguruma, is this…appropriate?” 

The man behind you only hummed softly and rested his cheek in your cold hair.  You felt your body shivering, prompting Kensei to lay you against his chest and cover you with his much larger body.

He laid on his side, becoming the big spoon and encasing your legs between his.

“You’re so cold, little one. Let me warm you up, yeah? It’s the least I could do for you, since you came all the way out here in a snowstorm to deliver your captain’s article to me.”

A soft smile grew on your lips and you nodded.

“Sure, Captain.”

Kensei’s smirk returned to his face and he shifted slightly so that your ass was pressed up against his pelvis. He was slowly hardening from the simple action of having you lie against him, the crackling of the fire in the hearth steadily lulling the both of you into a quick, cozy nap.

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Hey! I was wondering if you would do a headcanon for the lieutenants and captains for the kind of hugs they give.

Hiiiii!!! Omg, I actually love this idea <3 I'll do another part with the lieutenants in it <3

Jushiro Ukitake: The calmest, warmest hug to ever exist. He wraps you up in his arms, cradling the back of your head and just comforts you in a way that is out of this world. A hand rubbing up and down the long of your back, his head near your ear, soft, warm breaths hitting your earlobe.

Shunsui Kyoraku: He hugs you in a loving way, but he's a little cheeky and mischievous with it. Strong, muscular arms wrapping around your body and pulling you into his chest. Placing a soft kiss on your forehead as his hand runs down the curve of your back to your ass, squeezing the flesh.

Byakuya Kuchiki: His hugs are like a crispy, chill afternoon. He won't show affection or hug you in the public, but if it’s just the two of you, it's a different story. Arms gently wrapped around your waist, squeezing you every once in a while. His chin resting on top of your head, holding you in such a caring way. It's relaxing and refreshing to have Byakuya holding you.

Kenpachi Zaraki: At first, his hugs at first are like a porcupines needles, but then they are smooth like the back of a whale, so strong and powerful, but yet, calming and not overwhelming. He knows his strength, so he knows how tight to hold you. It's comforting how tight he can hold you and he runs his hand over your head, gripping the back of your neck. He complains when you ask for a hug, but it makes him the happiest man in the world.

Shinji Hirako: He's super greedy with it comes to hugging. He'll squeeze you until you can't breath and are squirming against his body, trying to get out of his tight grip. Seriously though, when he hugs, he can't get enough of you. He'll breathe in your scent and have his arms wrapped around you so damn tight. Shinji will squeeze your flesh and even tickle you and hold you so you can't escape from his tickles.

Toshiro Hitsugaya: His hugs are a little complicated. At first, he'll be cold and shoot you a sharp glare when you ask for a hug. Although, Toshiro cannot resist a hug from you and he caves in. He wraps his arms around your waist and holds you, muttering underneath his breath about how he doesn't like this. You laugh because you know that he does like hugging you, but he doesn't like how vulnerable it makes him. He'll place a kiss on your forehead before fully pulling away from the hug.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi: He won't deny you a hug, but he might tease you about it for a little. He laughs like a manic and grabs onto your shoulders, pulling you onto his lap. He's probably stuck in his lab when you ask him for a hug and he refuses to leave his hard work, so he just places you on his lap and multitasks. He'll stroke your hair or rub your back, typing on his keyboard and clicking on the mouse. He enjoys these quiet moments with you.

Kensei Muguruma: His hugs are firm and his big beefy biceps squeeze you 😩 (what i wouldn't do to have my head being squeezed in his bicep...ahem) The smile that grows across his face is huge as he pulls you into his big chest for a hug. He loves hugging you and especially if you're sad or something, he loves cheering you up. You feel so happy and calm in his arms. His hugs are kind and will last forever; Kensei never wants to let go, but knows he has to go back to work.

Soi-Fon: A quick, but consoling hug. I imagine that Soi-Fon doesn't really like hugs, but for you, she'll put up with it, but only for a few seconds. She won't admit it, but for the first few seconds, she indulges in the hug and cherishes it. She'll start patting your back before pulling away, face twisted with uncertainty.

Sajin Komamura: A big, fluffy hug :) You know the kind of hug that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He'll hold you as long as you need, but in reality, Sajin needs this hug more than anything. He loves to cradle you in his arms and breathe in your scent, relaxing his whole body.