-Rina-

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Now you were on your knees with him crouched down to your level, your lips parted with your tongue out.

You were about to stop the whole thing, but the moment you moved to talk he was quick.

“Keep your mouth open,” he commanded as he lifted his hand, slowly resting two fingertips on your lips. When you complied, he placed his fingertips flat on your tongue and slowly slid in.

He watched as his slender fingers disappeared into the wet, warm space, his expression unchanging.

“If I were in my Resurrección form this would surely hurt.” he stated, the fingers not inside your mouth giving a ghost of a caress before resting on your cheek.

Your hands shot out to grasp his wrist with your hands, not pulling him away or going further.

You squirmed on your knees as his fingers slid deeper, your eyes struggling to stay on his as they squinted and glossed over with tears.

“Obedience, good,” He observed followed by an empty praise, stopping just as his fingertips nearly touched the back of your throat. “Keep your eyes on mine.”

You didn’t know what to do, suck on his fingers? He was unmoving, obviously waiting for you to do something.

You were quick to fold, obviously wanting more of something you never thought would actually happen. Your lips wrapped around his fingers, tongue staying flat to wait for his move.

Then he began to experiment, going at a slow and surprisingly sensual pace, letting you suck and gag on his fingers. He watched your facial expression change, the way your tongue began to swirl around his digits the more you were encouraged.

Drool slipped past your lips as he buried himself the deepest he could go. This caused you to gag, your body going rigid.

You began to squirm on your knees, rubbing and squeezing your thighs together. Your grip on his wrists tightened but you still didn’t try to pull him out.

He pulled back just a little before moving his fingers into a scissor shape, resting his fingers on your teeth while your tongue settled between them.

Then he closed the scissors, pressing his fingers together to let you go back to slurping at his fingers. He kept his hand and fingers still this time, letting you suck and slid your tongue along his digits.

“Digusting.” Ulquiorra said outwardly, finally pulling out of your wet mouth. He stared down at his hand with a blank expression, slick with your saliva.

“Is it erotic for you?” he asked without judgement. Just that clinical curiosity he had about everything about humans, including something as strange as this.

“Did you enjoy it?”

He could see that it was giving your current state, the way it told him you definitely wanted more. The concept of there being more than meets the eye was still foreign to him.

You could feel your face burning, panting softly as the feeling of his fingers literally fucking your mouth lingered. You missed it already too!

That familiar feeling inside you: of course it turned you on. And having as someone as mysteriously hot as Ulquiorra… Yeah.

So you nodded your head, looking down. “Y-Yes… It is.” you confirmed verbally, knowing he wanted more than just a stiff nod.

“I did enjoy it.”

At first, he was quiet. And then he lifted his hand to your face, smearing your own slick spit across your cheek. Then his hand slid to the side of your throat, pressing against the beating pace of your heart.

This time, he kept his inner thoughts to himself. “That’s all I needed to know.”

And then he stood up, shoving his hands into his pockets and swiftly turned away, gone before you could comprehend him leaving.

Maybe he’ll have to go further next time.

The only time your bodies were apart was when helping her secure the pink dildo strap on. Sae looked at herself in the mirror as you adjusted the straps, always liking the way it looked on her. She’d never tell you, but you’ve definitely caught on. She also enjoyed checking out her own legs, especially now that she was wearing a white lace lingerie set. The white translucent stockings made her legs look even more delicious, loving the way the garters looked on her upper thighs. 

But you had to match with her as well, wearing a similar black lace lingerie set. She loved the way the lace panties clung to your hips, and as always, the way your ass looked. Despite having favourites, she still liked how all of you looked in that sexy, sinful lace.

“All done!” you piped up before shoving her back onto the large hotel bed. Impressively enough, she had quickly laid a towel before you went to town devouring her lips. 

She watched with detail, the way you got on your knees on the bed, slowly crawling your way up to her with that sweet smile on your face, your eyes on her teal ones the whole time. The pink silicone bobbed lewdly in front of you, Sae watching as you took it. Of course, she couldn’t feel it - but when you wrapped your lips around the molded tip made her swallow back. 

It was a small reaction and still you caught onto it. Feeling emboldened, you took more into your mouth, wrapping your lips around the strap’s dildo. You kept your eyes on hers, gently bobbing your head up and down as you sucked her off. She was almost tempted to grab your hair and really fuck your pretty face, but you ended up pulling away just in time. 

You reached back to grab the bottle of lube on the bed, uncapping it before spilling some on her strap, using your hand to gently properly lubricate the silicone. 

Before she knew it, you were straddling her in her second favourite position: reverse cowgirl. She gripped the sheets under her, moving herself up onto her elbows, watching closely. And then you pressed the squishy but firm tip against your entrance, teasing yourself with the tip. Slowly, you began to sink down, the pink silicone disappearing into the wet warmth of your cunt.

The midfielder watched as if she was in a trance, watching the way you bounced on her lap. The way your ass gently recoiled each time your hips met her pelvis, your hair bouncing lightly as you rode her. Undeniably, she was also watching the way your pussy swallowed up and gripped the dildo’s girth, the glisten of your arousal and the lube coating it. 

“Like.. what you see… hah… Angel?” you asked, your voice breathy from riding her. You slowed down your movements, letting out a shaky moan as the dildo slid along your walls deliciously. You also used this time to look back at her over her shoulder, flashing her a cheeky smile as you gave her a show. 

Her half lidded gaze met yours, her brows knitting together. “Of course I am. But I didn’t say to slow down, did I?”

Before you could react, Sae’s strong hands gripped your hips, digging into the soft flesh. And then she guided your hips, making you bounce on her lap again. She even began to thrust her hips up into you, making your toes curl in pure bliss. As much as she loved watching you do the work, she knew you deserved this. You were her good girl today.

The room quickly filled with your loud, unapologetic moans and the creaking of the hotel bed, Sae’s own soft groans in the mix. You couldn’t stop moaning her name, telling her just how fucking good she was. She hummed in response, thrusting her hips up while roughly guiding yours 

Sae could feel your nails digging into her thighs, no doubt going to leave crescent shapes. She almost made a mental note to scold you later - but the girl genius had a better idea. 

She suddenly lifted you off her completely, completely pulling out leaving your swollen, leaking cunt empty. She pushed you onto your hands and knees, her hand pushing your head down until your chest pressed against the mattress. Now that she had you in her first favourite position, she admired the view, fighting the urge to slap your ass. 

“Rub your clit for me,” Sae demanded, slowing her thrusts to allow you to do so. An almost pathetic whine left your pretty lips, gripping the sheets tightly as you gasped, your face burning hot. “Nooo, you do it, Itoshi,” you pleaded, rolling your hips back to really sell it.

You were always so eager to do the work, so eager to please and throw yourself to do whatever she said. Sae Itoshi wasn’t going to let you be a sweet little pillow princess now, not after leaving your marks on her and being so greedy. 

So without a word, she gave your ass a swift smack, the sudden stinging sensation making you flinch and gasp. “Saeeeee!” you whined, squirming under her. Sae was always using her calculating brain, even when you were being difficult.

Her pretty teal eyes met to where you were joined together, your pussy still eagerly swallowing the dildo’s girth so tightly. “And here I was, rewarding you for today’s play.” she said with false disappointment before slowly starting to pull out.

As she slowly began to pull out, you practically scrambled to comply. Your fingertips found your slick and swollen clit, starting to desperately rub the sensitive nub. “Good girl,” your midfielder praised, slowly picking up her pace with slow calculating, sensual thrusts, getting to that hard and fast pace you needed. 

The sweet sensations of rubbing your sensitive clit, Sae’s hard, measured thrusts as her hips met your ass, it was all so much, too much. You swore you could keep up with her! 

“Gonna cum, Sae, fuck, baby, angel–! don’t fucking stoppp,” you babbled those nicknames of endearment, arching your back even more for her as you stimulated your nub. Sae didn’t plan on stopping, keeping her firm grip on your hips as she picked up her pace, absolutely blowing your back out. 

“Ohhhhhhh fuuuck,” you moaned out, finally reaching that peak. You could feel that familiar warmth was over you, your muscles in your tummy contracting as your dopamine levels heightened. And them you came, becoming a mess under her as your squirt splattered all over the hotel towel, your body tensing up and trembling. 

Sae didn’t stop fucking you through it even as your circular motions on your clit faltered, practically melted and glued to the matress. Her thrusts slowed down as your climax subsided, keeping you on your knees as she decided to rest her weight over your now boneless puddle of a body. 

You laid under her, satisfied and drooling away. The both of you didn’t mind the silence, taking a moment to catch your breaths and ease your heart rates. “Are you okay? Do you need some water?” Sae broke the silence, slowly easing herself up. “I’m going to pull out and take this off.” All you could do was nod and hum in response, still in a daze. With that, she pulled out, admiring how soaked you were. 

With that, she got up to take off the strap and fetch your bottle of water from the mini fridge. You managed to make your way to the proper side of the bed, throwing the damp towel to the floor. She walked to your side of the bed, uncapping the bottle and helping you drink from it, before settling down on the bed herself, looking up at the ceiling.

You rolled onto your side, propping yourself onto your elbow, looking at her with a cheeky smile whilst she stared up at the ceiling. She always had that resting bitch face on her, one that made you just want to grab her and kiss her until you both were in white dresses.

Maybe it was a bit much for a girl that was just your teammate… with special benefits. But for now, let a girl dream. 

“Hey babes,” you spoke up, a gushy tone in your voice. “Will you finally accept my impending follow request? I’ve definitely earned it - c’monnn, why is it even private anyway?” you whined and leaned in closer, watching as she spared you a glance. She was so pretty, her long bottom eyelashes really accentuating her pretty teal eyes. “I’ll score as many goals as you want, under lashes,” you promised, a small giggle following after. 

“Fine. Get my phone.” Sae demanded, unmoving as she looked back up at the ceiling.

You couldn’t help but let out an excited squeal, rolling to face the nightstand as you scrambled to get her phone. “You should totes get the newest phone, you are sooo many gens behind,” you rambled as you handed her phone, gently placing it on her flatter chest.

“This one works just fine.” a blunt response, her eyes locking on the phone screen before she began to tap and swipe away, looking for your handle among thousands of unapproved requests. Maybe it was a little bit slow. But you were exaggerating - right?

Hearing the buzz notification of your phone on the nightstand, you threw yourself at her instead, pressing a big kiss onto her cheek while you moved to be closer to her. “Thank you, Sae-Sae,” you chimed, letting your eyes fall shut with a smile. This made her raise an eyebrow. “Are you not going to check it?” she questioned with that same measured tone. 

You only hummed in response, before meeting her gaze. “Mmm? No,” you murmured softly, tiredness evident in your voice and expression. You closed your eyes again, cuddling up to her once more. “Not when I have my Angel right here.”

Once you were all snuggled up to her, you let your eyes close before falling quiet, your content smile slowly falling. She slowly tilted her head, waiting for another reaction, another word or something. “I guess you did have a rough day… And a rougher evening,” she murmured, speaking her mind. After a few more seconds of that comfortable silence, she leaned in to press a soft kiss on your forehead, not minding the sticky sweat for once. 

Still, she absolutely hated morning showers. So she gently moved, replacing herself with one of the hard hotel pillows. And with that, she slipped away to the bathroom, stripping away the sexy white lace until she was bare. 

Sae heard as the glass door opened and closed behind her, her expression unchanging and her body unmoving - she wasn’t surprised. The way her face heated up was definitely due to the hot steam, her relaxed muscles tensing up as your arms wrapped around her waist, your slick bodies pressed up against each other. 

Your hand slid around her hips, dangerously close to her front. She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as your fingers delved between her soaked folds, your soft fingertips teasing her clit. She couldn’t help but curl forward, bracing her elbows against the wet tiles as she lowered her head, her damp curls falling around her shoulders. 

With your chest dangerously pressed against her back, you leaned over her shoulder, your soft lips close to her sensitive ear. “Let me return the favour, Angel,” you said in a low, hushed tone. If you weren’t so close, the sound of the steamy running water would’ve drowned it out. “Let me make you cum,” you continued, your fingers slipping from her clit to her drooling entrance. “Let’s get all dirty again before we clean up, kay?” 

“Just hurry up,” Sae huffed, lowering her head. “I need to wake up early tomorrow,” she continued, subtly moving her hips. You only gave a light hum, pressing a kiss to her nape before slipping your two fingers inside her warm pussy, gently scissoring her open. “Relax, my girl,” you gently coaxed, fighting the urge to mark the back of her neck. So instead, you pressed another soft kiss, placing your chin on her slick shoulder as you worked her to orgasm on your fingers. “Let yourself feel good.”

Sae bit down on her lip, stifling her own noises even if you two had the distracting noise of the shower. She was never vocal during sex, and you made it one of your goals to make her moan, whimper, whatever gorgeous noises she could make.

Your other hand slid between her thighs to assist, fingers finding her needy clit to rub in sensual circles. The ones dipped inside her cunt began to rub that spongey spot inside her. The combined motions had her panting, not knowing whether to move her hips or clench her thighs together. 

She curled forward even more, her ass pressing against your hips, your bare chest pressing more into her back. Her heart was racing, gently rolling her hips along with your strokes. The girl genius only ever let out soft pants and gasps, her face flushed from you working her up and the steam of the hot shower.

Sae didn’t need to tell you that her orgasm was approaching, you noticed in the way she stopped rolling her hips, expecting you to bring it to her.

And you happily complied, picking up the speed of your fingers pumping into her sopping cunt, rubbing her clit to make her cum. And she came, her body tensing up as that pleasurable relief washed through her.

You fully intended on returning the favour, fucking her through it with skillful strokes of your fingers. She let out a satisfied sigh, using the wall for support when your fingers stilled inside her, letting you both soak in the sensation of your hot bodies pressed up against each other. 

“See? Didn’t that feel soooo good? Now let’s get allll clean and into bed,” you cooed, pressing another big kiss onto her cheek. The warm water rained on the both of you, watching as she slowly turned back to you. She was really, really pretty. You looked down at her bare chest before looking back up into her eyes. 

“Can I lather soap on your-”

“No.”

“Whaaat? I’ll let you do the same on my-”

“Let’s just get cleaned up.”

He can’t remember how he found himself in this predicament. Sure, you were certainly needy and when the time was right, Byakuya would give into you if it were in the safety of his home.

But then you continued, rolling your hips and grinding against him in desperation to stimulate your clit on him directly.

He paused his writing, stared down at you,

Originally, he had forbidden the act of going down on you in here. He wanted to ‘respect’ his office space, he claimed, he had an image to uphold. If he were to get caught, he wasn’t sure if he could handle it if it were his lieutenant or a squad captain.

He didn’t voice any of this out loud.

But looking down at you, the way you looked up at him as you propped yourself on your elbows, wearing an expression that said you expecting to be denied.

Fine.

“Very well,” he murmured, leaning down and close. “Even if I cannot have you the way you may want right now, I will still make you feel good,” he promised, gently laying you back on the desk.

With that, he closed his eyes before pulling you into a sweet kiss. Even if he was indulging in desire there was always still room for passion.

As he kissed you, his long black hair falling around the both of you, he lifted your dress. You helped him, lifting up your hips when needed.

He tugged your panties to the side, a precaution he took. Of course, he’d shield you from possible prying eyes, but he was always so careful.

“Ohhh…” your lips parted, letting out a soft whine. “Byakuyaaa! Need… Need more, c’monnn, let’s take of our clothes and—“

“No,” Byakuya responded sternly. “Take what you get, my dear.”

With that, he picked up his pace, his slender fingers curling to rub the spongey spot of your front wall. You were so wet for him, the slick noise of his fingers sliding in and out of your cunt and your own noises filling the room.

Byakuya’s thumb easily found your swollen clit again. Gathering your wetness on his thumb, he rubbed the needy little nub with precision, your natural lube making everything 10 times better.

You squirmed and mewled under him, your face burning hot as you tried to stifle your own noises. You couldn’t believe Byakuya was really doing this for you!

“Byakuya…” you mewled, clinging onto his haori once more. “Oohhh myyy.. g-gonna cum…!” you gasped, your abdomen muscles tightened and untightening as you approached your orgasm.

He watched you fall apart, and as much as he wanted to hear your noises—it was too risky. His skillful fingers continuously pumped in and out of you, now using his other hand to rub your clit with his fingertips.

He knew exactly when to kiss you again as your orgasm crashed over you, that delicious relief washing over you as your body tensed up under him. Byakuya knew not to stop, not until his sweetheart’s orgasm was over.

He never thought he was overstimulating you, even when you’d beg for him to pull away, that it was too much. This time was no different. You wanted him in his office, so you absolutely must be able to handle what was to come.

Once he was sure you were beyond satisfied, he pulled away to look down at your flushed face. You were in a daze, lightly panting as you quietly thanked him, a satisfied smile on your face.

Slowly, his fingers slipped out of your sopping pussy, seeing his digits glisten under the soft light. He brought up his fingers to your lips, watching as you eagerly took them into your mouth, happily swirling your soft tongue to taste yourself.

Another thought he never voiced out loud was that he was grateful you didn’t make a squirting mess. He’d still fuck you the same even if you did—but in a situation like this, it was definitely a good thing.

Helping you adjust your panties and clothes, as nonchalant as ever, he sat back down at his desk, taking you with him. He sat you back on his lap, this time facing the desk.

He picked up his pen to start writing again. “Thank you, Kuya,” you hummed, leaning back into him. “That was so good… Maybe I’ll have to do that again and maybe you’ll—“ He quickly cut you off with a “Not happening.”

He was always so collected, always wearing that resting bitch face—but that’s what made it more fun. But you decided to finally settle down, being the grateful thing you were, you let him work after teasing him a bit more.

A comfortable silence fell between the both of you—at least, that’s what you thought. As composed as Byakuya was, only you could make him want more.

His movements were swift, dropping the pen, leaving the paper half written and the desk a mess as he stood up with you in his arms.

“Byakuya!” you gasped, pressing against him like a magnet, even if he would never drop you. He carried you like a princess, his strong arms under your knees and supporting your back, making sure your dress was secure.

In a blink of an eye, you were back at the Kuchiki manor with him. His grip on you never loosened, his eyes looking up ahead as he carried you down the halls, walking fast with purpose that had his long raven hair following after him.

Now that you think about it, he only ever used flashstep to get home with you when… Yeah, this was going to be a long night

This time, he was going to make you do the work: consider it a small punishment.