bleach imagines

Your smile lit up your face as you and Byakuya began making your way home, having just said goodbye to your friends.

“I can’t believe they just got engaged,” you sighed, turning to Byakuya.

“Me either,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “I never thought I’d see the day when I would see Renji Abarai settle down for anyone.”

You rolled your eyes. “They’ve been together for as long as we have- shorter, even. That’s not settling down?”

“I dunno,” Byakuya murmured. “He just never seemed like a guy to get married is all.”

You sighed, gazing off into the distance. “I know what you mean”

You peeked over, shooting Byakuya an sheepish smile, but found that his own mind was off somewhere else. Your walk descended into silence, each being taken over by your own thoughts.

Your gaze wandered off into the sky, as you saw the heavens were sprinkled with stars.  You smiled, your heart full. You were happy for your friend. But… you wondered. When would you get your day?

Byakuya glanced over, watching as you smiled once again. You looked so happy, so beautiful with your eyes lit up. He knew he didn’t tell you that enough. His heart felt heavy with regret, knowing you deserved someone much better. He let out a deep sigh.

With a hand on your lower back, he guided his dreamy partner to your front door. Unlocking it, he held the door open for you before slipping inside himself.

It was dark and quiet as you entered, having forgotten to turn on any lights before you left. Slipping off his shoes, Kensei padded over to his Y/n and slipped his arms around your waist from behind. He rested his cheek on your head, and held you close.

You let out a sigh, as you leaned back into his embrace. This felt good. You felt safe in his arms. After such a long day, this was all you needed.

[Friend’s name] will get this every day, a little voice whispered, unlocking the worrisome thoughts that lurked in the shadows. Renji promised his heart to her. Byakuya never promised such things.

You felt a pang in your heart. You never really thought about marriage before now. You never had a reason to. But since Byakuya… you thought back on your talk about marriage, and settling down. He seemed so- aloof on the subject. You never talked about it before now, never really had a reason to. You both just went with the flow.

But… you wondered. How far was the flow going to take you? Was there even a future to think about?

Byakuya stared down at the petite body in his arms. He idly traced the curve of your waist, thinking just how fragile you were. How easily you could break. His eyes hardened at the thought of loosing you. He couldn’t imagine living without you. Before you, his life was empty. Meaningless work, and meaningless fights. Now… now he had a reason to stay alive. He had a reason to fight.

He gave a snort of mild amusement. Huh. Was this what Ichigo was talking about?

Sensing his change in attitude, you tilted her head back. You crossed your brows curiously. 

Byakuya simply leaned down in response, pressing a kiss to your plump lips. His hand moved to her neck, stroking the length of your throat with reverence.

You fell into the kiss, as your worries slowly slid away. Byakuya might be awfully harsh at times, certainly stubborn as an ox, but he could definitely show his feelings through his kisses. And right now, you felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

You felt the solid muscle beneath your fingers, as you slipped your hand along his chest, up his neck. Your fingers disappeared into the softness of his hair, as you deepened your kiss. You wanted to respond in kind, telling Byakuya just how much he meant to you. 

His chest vibrated, as he released a deep growl. You felt it throughout your body, as it awoke new senses. You nipped his lower lip, before slipping your tongue inside and battling for complete dominance. He twisted your body around, before flushing his own up against it. You both stumbled to the nearest wall, as your bodies continued to tangle together.

Before he knew it, Byakuya was pounding into you with deliberate force, each growl, each huff bouncing off every wall of your house. You were clawing the couch, ass up in the air, as jagged moans escaped your lips. You were already coming for the second time, and he wasn’t even done yet. 

“So… fuck.. tight…!” Byakuya ground out, as he continued to thrust into you. His hands gripped your hips, digging in to your soft flesh as you let out audible gasps. Each movement caused your clit to rub against the couch, as you continued to let out shuddering breaths.

“B-Byakuya!” you moaned loudly, feeling yourself getting close again. You pressed back against Byakuya, pumping your own hips as you grasped for your third release. 

Shun:

Soi-Fon:

Rose:

Retsu:

Shinji:

Bya:

Sajin:

Kensei:

Toshiro:

Kenpachi:

Mayuri:

Jushiro:

It had been a long day for Grimmjow. Work felt like it had dragged on forever. 

Grimmjow rubbed the side of his face as he made his way back home. He let out a sigh of annoyance. He tried not to think of his growing To-Do list, and how if he wanted to make even the smallest dent, he’d have to get up even earlier tomorrow. But- dammit!

Sliding open the door, Grimmjow noticed immediately a certain silence that seemed to settle over y’all’s house, yet… it smelled like dinner was cooking. Grimmjow’s eyebrows furrowed, frowning. Something wasn’t right. It was only 10 o’clock, wasn’t it?

Slipping off his shoes, he made his way to the kitchen. “Y/n?” No answer. He ground his teeth together, worry beginning to seep in. “Y/n! What- ?“

The kitchen was empty. No one. Nothing but a warm, home-cooked meal wrapped in towels. Grimmjow spun on his heels in panic.

He checked every room, calling your name in vain. It was only until he slid into your bedroom that Grimmjow found you sound asleep, tucked on his side of the bed. Fury clouded his mind, along with relief and pain.

“Y/n- dammit! Where have you been?” He stormed over, too overcome with emotions to think logically. Seeing your face, however, peaceful and serene, gave him enough composure to give himself a quick mental check. Pausing, Grimmjow squatted to your level. Lightly cupping your cheek, he asked, “Y/n?”

You eyes fluttered open, followed by a series of blinks. “G-Grimmjow…?”

You slowly sat up, rubbing your eyes with the heel of your hand. Grimmjow did a quick once over, checking to see if you were all right. He smoothed a hand along your arm, physically needing to see that you were okay. Grimmjow doubled back, however, noticing that you had one of his shirts on. The corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly.

“W-what… what are you doing? Why are you back so late?”

Grimmjow’s eyes snapped back to your face, registering what you had just said. His frown deepened. “What are you talking about? It’s not late.”

You gave a snort of amusement, tugging him up beside you. Easily disregarding the tension that still seemed to radiate from his body, you curled into his side. You eyes began to slip shut again.

“It’s after twelve, you dummy,” you murmured. “I was sleeping.”

Grimmjow noticed the clock for the first time that night. His eyes squinted, making sure he was reading it right. “Huh. I thought it was only ten.”

He eased himself back into a sitting position, bringing you along with him. With your small, warm body in his arms, he let out his first sigh of relief. Your tiny hand stroked the side of his arm, fingers skimming his skin. Relax, it told him. Everything’s all right. Subtext: Let me go back to sleep.

He buried his nose in your hair, brows still drawn in a frown. He still couldn’t get over the possibility of something happening to you, of loosing you.

Grimmjow’s whole body stilled as a rather concerning thought popped into his brain. He nudged your head up with the edge of his fist.

“Why didn’t you wake up?”

“Hmm?” you were rather nonchalant about the harshness of his tone. It wasn’t unusual. You gave a big yawn, a stretch, before fitting yourself more comfortably across his body. “I’m up.”

Grimmjow shook his head. “Because I woke you. You didn’t hear me calling your name? What if I was a burglar? A rapist?” His voice grew louder as he got carried away by his emotions. “You didn’t wake at all!”

You reached up to nuzzle the curve of his jaw, your eyes still closed. “Shh, don’t worry, Grimmjow. Nothing happened.”

He scoffed. “Fortunately. But what if it did? You were sound asleep!”

You finally propped yourself up, sighing, all sleepiness drained away. Your hair hung to the side in a loose braid, Grimmjow’s shirt hanging free against your small figure. You took one of his fists between your hands, gently uncurling each of his fingers.

Kissing the inside of his palm, you spoke, “What if something happened? I can take care of myself.”

Grimmjow gave a soft hrmph, thumb brushing the side of your cheek before looking away. “I know that. I’m just saying…” Pause. “What if you got hurt?”

His lips were met with a soft pair, gentle and sweet. He opened his eyes to have you smiling down at him.

“What?” he huffed, a faint blush tinting his cheeks. He rolled his eyes at your laugh, slipping out from under you. He pulled the blankets back up around you, muttering, “Be quiet.” You only laughed harder, your eyes shining lovingly.

Byakuya arched his back, inhaling an intake of breath as he cradled the back of your head. His fingers were tangled in your hair, holding you with a carnal possession. The two of you were in perfect harmony, each thrust matching a bob of the head. You could feel him tightening under your grasp. 

He’s close, you thought, smiling to yourself as you felt the tip of his head hit the back of your throat. Another grunt escaped his lips.

It had been a long day for the both of you, and it wasn’t even over yet. Ol’ Yama-san wanted immediate reports on the recent attacks in Rukongai. Each division was scrambling around, trying to get things done. No one needed the extra stress of an unhindered invasion.

You decided to give the both of you a treat, sneaking into his office during a quick lunch break. Byakuya was surprised, to say the least. But you, in your own silent way, let go of your inhibitions and took charge. 

This was how you ended up here, with your head wrapped between Byakuya’s legs. You knelt beside his desk, head buried between his thighs while one hand had slipped inside your uniform.

“Y/n…” Byakuya growled, his voice cracking at the end.

Your eyes met his frown. You knew he wanted your eyes on him, but o-oh, it just felt too good. His rules were the last thing on your mind right now. 

Byakuya’s stomach clenched as those hooded eyes locked onto his own. Beautiful as ever. Your hair continued to spill out over his thighs, despite the thread of his fingers across your scalp. The extra sensation only added to his pleasure.

You both felt him beginning to twitch. Breathing through his nose, Byakuya threw his head back. He bit back a loud moan as—

You felt the shot of warmth infiltrate your taste buds. He held you still as he continued to pump more of himself out. You swallowed everything, making sure to get every last drop. 

You released him with a small pop, before licking your lips. You gave him a small nuzzle, catching his piercing gaze as he tried to control his breathing. Giving him a shy smile, you began tucking him back in.

Byakuya blinked, before tugging you up in one swift motion. He cradled you in his lap, bringing your head down for a long kiss. He worshiped your mouth, loving the fact that it was his and his alone. Byakuya took his time, savoring your heavenly taste.

You melted into his arms, molding your body to his before the two of you were interrupted by a knock at the door. Byakuya let out a deep growl, as Renji poked his head in with an armful of papers. The later’s cheeks turned several shades of scarlet as he realized what he had just interrupted. Renji began letting out a long stream of apologies. 

Shinji trailed kisses along the inside of your leg, brushing his lips over your smooth skin. He took his time, enjoying you needy and wanting below him.

“Shinji,” you moaned, rolling your hips. You sought out some kind of relief, anything.

“Mmm, patience,” he promised, sliding on top of you. One hand pinned your arms above your head, as he took in the naked angel below him. He could never get enough.

He nibbled your neck, tugging at your skin as his free hand captured one of your breasts. His thumb lightly circled your nipple, alighting new moans to escape your lips. He trailed a line of wet kisses down to your other breast, before enveloping your erected nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue over the little nub, causing you to gasp and arch your back.

A crooked smile appeared, as Shinji began trailing his tongue down your middle- briefly pausing to dip his tongue in your belly button. He snickered as he heard the quick intake of breath, your stomach caving in.

Spreading your legs apart, he gazed appreciatively down at your beautiful folds. Your thighs clenched in anticipation. Shinji bent down to inhale a deep whiff.

“I’ve been waiting all day for this,” he murmured, before blowing softly on your throbbing clit. You gave a shuddering breath.

“P-please, Shinji!” you begged, threading your fingers into his soft hair.

His lips twitched, dragging his tongue tantalizingly slow across your slit before dipping inside. You were already dripping wet. He soaked up your sweet taste, lapping you up with reverence.

Your breaths became shallow, fingers curling in his hair as he began adding fingers. Two gently probed open your core, before he slipped in a third. He began a slow rhythm, as he sucked your needy clit.

“S-Shinji!” you moaned, nails digging into his skin. You lifted your hips closer, needing more. Always more.

He increased his pace, alternating between little flicks of the tongue and sucking deeply. His fingers moved faster, pumping in and out of you with ease.

You were close. Shallow whimpers were all he could hear. His hair was twisted in your fingers, nails digging into his shoulder. Glancing up, he saw your back was bowed, eyes closed in ecstasy.

With one long suck, you exploded with a cry. He dipped down to take in the sweet juices that continued to spill out of you, idly stroking your thigh with his free hand. He licked up every bit you had to give, as it was one of his favorite treats.

Shinji moved to the side, hovering on top of you as he held out his soaking wet fingers. You took it obediently, albeit with heavy eyelids. You took each finger in turn, swirling your tongue around them individually. His eyes softened, stroking the side of your face with his free hand.

Ichigo:

Renji:

Shun:

Soi-Fon:

Rose:

Retsu:

Shinji:

Bya:

Sajin:

Kensei:

Toshiro:

Kenpachi:

Mayuri:

Jushiro: