#bleach aizen

“P-Please… Please make me…”

“Of course, [Name].” He dives back in, licking you all the way down “I got you.” His tongue flickering against your pussy more rapidly until you reach your orgasm.

Byakuya

Byakuya is the type of man who takes his time, making every touch feel planned, determined, every kiss a slow-burning tease. His lips trace a path over your body, his voice smooth like a calming breeze. “My beautiful woman…”

His tongue moves with calculated precision, worshipping you, relishing each second. In the stillness of the morning, he whispers praises you’d never expect from a man like him. “You taste so good, my love.”

Your mind crumbles under the weight of his words, his mouth working you over with unshaken focus. “I won’t stop until you’re satisfied.” He murmurs, and you know he means it.

Tōshirō

He takes pleasuring you very seriously—focused, precise, determined to be the best for you.

“Do you like it like that, [Name]?” He asks between kisses, slurping against your cunt, teasing your clit with each flick of his tongue. “Right there?”

Before you can answer, he dives in deeper, his tongue pressing into you while circling your clit with his thumb in a way that has your body trembling.

“T-Tōshirō, baby… F-fuck—”

He doesn’t let up. His fingers start thrusting into your pussy, moving fast and his mouth relentless. Your legs try to clamp around his head, but he pushes them apart, refusing to stop until you melt all over his mouth, his abs—anywhere you want.

Renji

Renji is the type of man who researches before trying something new—and he always wants to try things with you. His goal? To leave you shaking after every experiment.

“Renji, c-can you…”

“Wait a second, [Name]…” His brows furrow. “So…I should lick like this?” He glances at his phone, then leans in and drags his tongue over your cunt. But when he looks up—sees your parted lips, the way your chest rises and falls, the absolute wrecked expression on your face—everything stops.

“Shit… Sorry, baby.” And then he’s all in, no more overthinking, just feeling—the way you tremble under him, the way you fall apart so easily when he does it the way you like.

Ishida

He catches you by surprise when he does it—kissing everywhere, collarbone, chest, belly—before slowly kneeling in front of you.

“Ishida?”

“Shhh.” His fingers part your folds as he adds. “Be still.” His tongue flicking against your throbbing pussy while his piercing gaze locks onto yours.

Kenpachi

Your scalp burned. You could feel every strand of your hair taut in his muscular firm grip.

It wasn't so much the stinging scalp that had you in tears.

Smack smack smack

His balls hit your chin with each thrust. He used your mouth like a tight pussy. However, your mouth could only stretch so far for his fat, long cock.

You choked and drooled down your chin, your throat swelled around his shiny, round head.

“Ya like it? Ya like swallowing my cock for breakfast? Taste better than that banana I bet”.

Ah yes. The banana. The poor banana that laid squashed on the floor. The same banana he caught you practicing with— shoved down your throat, while watching a video for some ‘visual demonstration’.

Well, no need for any visuals now.

And fuck ya he tasted better than a banana.

Urahara

Leave it to Urahara to have a playful grin on his face while he wraps his hands firmly around your neck and chokes the last bit of oxygen out of your lungs.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, face almost turning blue. Suddenly, he gives your entire body a jolt with his cock that revives you.

He hasn’t even passed you a glance. He moves with the rhythm of his thrusts. His eyes are locked in on the laptop he caught you with, playing out yours (and apparently his) dangerous fantasy.

“The harder you choke my cock with your pussy, the tighter I’ll choke your neck”.

Izuru and Shuhei

Izuru and Shuhei were simply passing by when they heard some strange noises.

“A cat?”

“Sounds like a mouse”.

They poked their curious heads in the room, only to find you with your tits out, a hand down your pants and a small device in your other hand.

They both inched together, careful not to startle you. They slowly approached you from behind and got a good look at your device.

Both passed each other a glance, a blush growing across their tired faces. They felt a heaviness in their pants.

Your eyes were now closed and you focused on the sounds playing in the video- the moans and the skin on skin slapping and the wetness from each hole.

“Ahhh…fuck Lieutenant ….” You moaned. Which Lieutenant? Both were dying to know.

Izuru was timid at first but took the lead and pulled out his cock from his pants. Shuhei looked around before he did the same.

You swear you smelled some cocks spring to life. You imagined yourself walking into a garden of cocks. All the sexy Lieutenants had surrounded you with their leaky cocks.

“Mmmm Lieutenant Kira….Hisagi…” Those two were the ones you fantasized the most.

As soon as you called them out while lost in a euphoric trance, both couldn’t help but reply to your call.

“Yes, Captain!” They chimed in unison.

Your eyes snap open and sure enough there they stood, saluting you with their cocks in your face.

Izuru and Shuhei were very loyal and obeyed orders. Together, they worked on an exercise to strengthen their teamwork.

“That's it boys. Work together and let’s cum together! Don't fail me!”

Aizen

Today, he took the bedroom activities outdoors.

After digging through your browser history, it seemed that was exactly what you wanted.

It was out in the open, in one of the stadiums he designed for the arrancars. Usually, he was the one sitting on top and watching the beasts tearing each other apart.

Luckily, there was no audience. The sound of skin slapping and your moans bounced off the barren stadium walls— an invisible audience clapping back to the performance below.

Aizen had you on all fours like an animal and tied up to a post. His thrusts were punishing enough, but you enjoyed it rough. He grabbed a handful of your hair and yanked your head back, making your spine arch like a cat. Your hips shifted slightly and he hit a spot that had you squirting like a faucet.

A pool of your arousal gathered around your knees. Your vision was blurry from all the orgasms you received.

Your eyes darted across the empty stadium. You began hallucinating moving figures. A shadow of audience had slowly appeared before you.

It was no hallucination.

Grimmjow

“Tch… my dicks bigger than that shit”, he growled behind you.

You let out a yelp, wasn't expecting to be caught by your man.

“What….what are you doing here?” you asked, trying to close your current browser but he got hold of your hand.

He twisted your arm gently to bring the phone closer to his face.

“You ain't got these plastic dicks around?”

“No”, you lied.

Sure enough he sniffed out a drawer full of dick shaped toys.

“Can't hide your pussy scent. I thought it was your panties in here”. He grinned, rummaging through the drawer and picking up the fattest dildo from the bunch.

Your hole was stuffed, stretched and pounded. He slurped up the mess leaking around the rim of the dildo. He edged you along, stopping when he felt even the lightest of resistance.

“Don't you dare cum! Let's see how long you last without my cock!”

He made a mental note to snap all your toys in half once he had his share of fun.

Shunsui

Watching porn or adult videos was never frowned upon or done in secrecy with Shunsui around. He always thought of them as ‘art and inspiration’. So when he caught you watching something naughty, he took off his pants and cozied up beside you.

“Ah! You want to try that?” he asks.

“Well…it might hurt”, you protestebon his behalf.

“You make it sound like I'm a virgin”, he pouts.

Right. He experimented quite a bit.

“I don't have anything to use”, you make an excuse.

“You have a drawer full of knick-knacks that you can find handy.”

“You ain't dropping this, are you?”

“Are you afraid?” he asks, leaning into you so could get a whiff of his spicy scent that you could not resist.

You give into his desires. They are also your desires. You ready one of the toys and tease his winking hole. He is shamelessly on all fours.

His coarse hair makes it a dry and rough terrain. You do the unthinkable. You spit on his hole and watch the tip of the dildo slowly sink in.

“I'm sorry”, you mutter.

His hole continues to swallow inches. His cock is hanging and swinging below his hips like a swollen udder that leaks as soon as you tickle his prostate.

“You make a good slut”, you giggle and smacke your hands against his fuzzy cheek.

Mayuri

He watches you. Not directly. He has eyes on you from every direction— device you touch and wear— from the watch on your wrist to the dildos shoved up your holes.

He knows when you are being unproductive and watching porn when you should be doing research. He knows what porn you watch. He knows what made you cum.

And now here you are, hooked up to some virtual reality machine that takes you on a LSD journey.

You wake up and find yourself in one of those porn videos you fancy. You are getting fucked over and over again by a group of people. The smells, the taste, the sounds and the feelings are all so real.