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been thinking about how Incubus!Kenpachi Does and Does Not invade Unohana's dreams.

The dreams vary from classic wet dreams where she relives all the subtle ways he teased her during the day, to more Intense fantasies where they go all the way, usually in the most public of ways; making her damnation plain for all to see. She soaks her sheets and imagines he comes to her in the middle of the night and licks it up while she sleeps to sustain himself. And, more than once she's gone to sleep with unblemished skin, only to wake up to her thighs covered in bitemarks.

Some of the dreams are more innocent. his goal is to tempt her to give into desire and take him; to abandon her pursuit of self-suffering and live indulgently, deliciously, viciously, instead. And she's just as tempted by these dreams where they're just two normal people living out peaceful intimate days together. What mightve been...

These dreams make her so heartsick she could Kill Him for it. She wants to beg him to stop, but, since she'd confronted him once about the absurdity of a demon dangling saccharine domesticity in front of her, only to learn that the dream she'd had the past night hadn't come from him at all, she's held back. It was mortifying to realize she'd conjured one of those dreams herself, and she couldn't bear to find out if its happened again.

Other dreams are more like memories. fleeting moments plucked out of her mostly repressed childhood and returned to her like a lost treasure. He shows her many things: Their first fight, both of them bleeding and drenched by the rain but happier than ever before; all the moments they spent staring at each other from across a clearing, measuring the distance to a perfect slash, memorizing each other's faces all the while; The scattered games of make-believe they began to play together as they waited for their wounds to heal; the fruit he would pluck off tall trees for her and press to her lips, letting her take the first crisp bite and then eating the half that remained; a small, tentative kiss they'd shared, guided by strange new feelings neither yet understood.